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Hymnal  Revision 


BEING  THE    REPORT  OF  A 
SPECIAL  COMMITTEE  OF  THE 

DIOCESE  of 
MICHIGAN 


Published  for  the  Committee  by 
THE  YOUNG  CHURCHMAN  COMPANY 

MILWAUKEE 
1913 


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Report  on 


The  Revision  of  the  Hymnal 


to  the 


Convention  of  the 
Diocese  of  Michigan 


1913 


COPYRIGHT,  1913,  BY 
THE  YOUNG  CHURCHMAN  CO. 


PREFACE 


The  following  from  the  Minutes  of  the  Convention  of  the  Diocese  of 
Michigan,  assembled  in  Jackson  May  14.  1913,  will  explain  the  publication 
of  this  pamphlet : 

"The  Report  of  the  Committee  on  the  Revision  of  the  Hymnal  was 
adopted,  the  thanks  of  the  Convention  extended  to  the  Committee,  and  the 
Report  ordered  to  be  printed  in  pamphlet  form." 

"A  resolution  was  presented  by  the  Rev.  Dr.  Maxon,  and  unanimously 
adopted,  that  the  Rev.  Dr.  Faber  be  requested  to  take  steps  to  present  the 
substance  of  the  Report,  as  he  shall  himself  determine,  to  the  General 
Convention;  and  the  Report  in  full  to  the  Commission  on  Hymnal  Revision, 
as  expressing-  the  mind  of  the  Convention  of  the  Diocese  of  Michigan." 

In  obedience  to  these  instructions  the  following  pages  are  sent  out. 
with  the  hope  that  the}'  may  induce  serious  consideration  of  the  magnitude 
of  the  undertaking  of  a  new  Hymnal,  and  impress  the  absolute  necessity 
of  devoting  sufficient  time  to  so  great  a  task.  Eagerly  as  we  may  desire 
a  new  Hymnal,  let  us  this  time  put  the  seal  of  official  approval  only  upon 
a  book  worthy  of  our  Church;  and  be  content  to  wait  till  such  a  book  can 
be  prepared  and  submitted  to  very  thorough   and  deliberate  examination. 

St.  John's  Rectory,  Detroit,  Michigan,  W.  F.  F. 

4  June,  1913. 


REPORT  OF  THE  COMMITTEE  ON  THE 
REVISION  OF  THE  HYMNAL 


The  following  Resolution  was  adopted  at  the  last  Convention 
of  the  Diocese  of  Michigan  (Journal  1912,  p.  124)  : 

"Resolved,  That  a  committee  of  three  be  appointed,  with  priv- 
ilege to  enlarge  their  own  number,  to  make  a  study  of  the  question 
of  Hymnal  Revision,  and  to  bring  before  the  next  Convention  such 
recommendations  as  may  to  them  seem  important,  with  a  view  to 
the  possible  action  of  the  approaching  General  Convention/*' 

Your  committee  beg  to  report  that  they  have  made  an  extended 
but  far  from  exhaustive  study  of  this  large  subject,  and  are  more 
than  ever  impressed  with  the  importance  of  insisting  that  there 
shall  be  no  haste  in  compiling  and  authorizing  a  new  collection  of 
hymns  for  this  Church.  To  commit  the  Church  prematurely  to  a 
Hymnal  as  binding  as  the  Prayer  Book  itself — surely  the  contem- 
plation of  such  a  step  might  give  us  pause. 

We  are,  in  this  American  Church,  hampered  by  rubric  and 
canon  in  respect  to  the  use  of  hymns,  as  our  brethren  in  England 
and  the  colonies  are  not.  In  England  every  successive  wave  of 
religious  renewal,  every  new  access  to  treasures  of  other  lands  and 
ages,  has  served  to  enrich  the  national  store  of  sacred  song.  The 
field  has  been  open,  and  whoever  would  could  make  a  hymnal;  and 
broadly  speaking,  clergy  and  congregations  could  use  it  or  let  it 
alone.  John  Wesley  was  a  pioneer  in  the  field,  with  a  little  book 
in  1736 — perhaps  the  first  to  gain  in  England  a  foothold  for  hymns 
as  distinguished  from  metrical  psalms.  From  that  day  to  this,  four 
or  five  hundred  different  collections  have  made  their  appearance, 
all  Anglican,  but  all  without  imposition  by  authority;  and  the 
immense  amount  of  cultivation  thus  given  to  this  field  has  resulted 
in  the  splendid  pre-eminence  of  the  Church  of  England  in  hymnody. 


Ill  the  course  of  time  the  process  of  selection  awarded  to  a  few  of 
the  later  of  these  collections  a  standard  place,  due  to  no  legislative 
action,  but  solely  to  the  weight  of  merit.  To  gain  such  a  place  as 
has  been  achieved  by  Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern,  or  the  Church 
Hymns,  or  the  Hymnal  Companion,  means  something.  Compiled 
as  each  of  them  was  under  severest  critical  scrutiny  and  after  pro- 
longed consideration,  tried  out  in  actual  use  and  successively  re- 
vised, the  result  represents  acknowledged  merit  both  devotional  and 
Literary,  and  above  all,  practical.  After  so  long  a  period  of  this 
rich  activity,  without  comparison  in  better  position  to  move  on  (if 
such  were  contemplated)  to  the  adoption  of  a  single  authorized 
Hymnal  than  are  we,  our  brethren  of  the  Church  of  England  would, 
we  make  bold  to  say,  scarcely  dream  of  legislating  such  a  book  into 
existence  within  one  decade. 

And  what,  in  this  matter,  has  been  the  record  of  our  American 
Episcopal  Church?  We  began  in  1789  with  the  paraphrases  of  the 
150  Psalms  and  27  additional  hymns;  30  more  were  added  in  1800. 
Then  Selections  were  made  from  the  Psalm  paraphrases,  and  in 
1827  a  collection  of  21 2  hymns  was  set  forth;  all  being  still  bound 
in  with  the  Prayer  Book.  Of  this  entire  collection  it  is  enough  to 
say  that  always  it  was  far  inferior  to  what  was  available  and  in  use 
in  England.  The  House  of  Bishops  iii  1865  granted  a  request  for 
more  hymns,  and  set  forth  65  additional,  most  of  them  excellent 
and  of  enduring  worth.  But  even  with  these,  the  hymnody  of  our 
Church  was  poor,  not  rising  to  the  level  of  the  Prayer  Book ;  in  fact, 
as  a  whole,  either  morbidly  subjective  and  individualistic,  or  didac- 
tic and  dry. 

In  1871  came  our  first  Hymnal,  as  a  separate  book,  marking 
an  advance,  but  still  over-full  of  the  old  unchurchly,  unpoetical, 
mechanical  kind.  Only  a  score  of  years  it  continued  with  us;  then 
came  the  present  book.  Treating  as  one  book  the  threefold  collec- 
tion bound  in  with  the  Prayer  Book  prior  to  1871,  and  calling  this 
our  "earlier  collection,'-  and  setting  beside  it  the  Hymnal  of  1871, 
we  find  that  our  present  book  was  indeed  radical.  Of  our  present 
679  hymns,  138  were  in  these  other  two,  172  of  them  in  only  one — 
that  is,  310  were  old,  SGi)  were  new.  We  shall  recur  to  these 
figures:  let  it  here  be  simply  noted  that  in  a  short  time  a  new 
hook  was  legislated  upon  us.   in  which  appeared  only  310  of  the 

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Church's  former  hymns,  while  369  were  new.  Of  most  of  the  old 
which  were  dropped  we  were  happily  rid:  we  shall  have  next  to  be 
rid  of  a  large  percentage  of  these  369. 

To  prepare  for  any  new  Hymnal,  we  should  make  a  thorough 
analytical  study  of  our  present  Hymnal,  comparing  it  with  other 
contemporaneous  and  widely  used  Anglican  hymnals.  It  is  prob- 
ably true,  as  has  been  said,  that  "to  present  a  book  to  the  Church 
which  shall  be  The  Bool-  of  Common  Praise  in  the  same  sense  and 
with  the  same  acceptableness  as  the  Prayer  Book  is  The  Booh  of 
Co m  m on  Prayer,  requires  a  combination  of  circumstances  and  of 
men  which  does  not  exist."'  Xevertheless,  a  considerable  Anglican 
consensus  lias  been  reached.  And  it  seems  of  prime  importance 
that  we  should  set  out  to  get  ourselves  thoroughly  into  our  proper 
Anglican  alignment.  Worship  has,  or  should  have,  its  unity.  What 
hymns  are  in  thorough  accord  with  the  genius  and  spirit  of  the 
Prayer  Book  is  not.  we  think,  so  much  a  matter  of  individual 
conjecture  to-day;  the  mind  of  the  Church  has  to  a  very  great 
degree  clarified  itself.  Our  hymnal  ought,  no  doubt,  to  be  an 
American  hymnal:  it  is,  however,  far  more  important  that  it  be  an 
Anglican  hymnal.  It  should  be  a  modern  hymnal:  but  it  is  essen- 
tial that  it  be  a  Catholic  hymnal.  It  should  be,  of  course,  a  collec- 
tion of  hymns  the  people  will  love  to  sing;  but  it  is  imperative  that 
our  hymns  shall  be  above  reproach  in  point  of  spiritual  sanity,  of 
intellectual  sincerity,  of  genuine  poetry.  Bearing  all  this  in  mind, 
it  will  soon  appear  that  a  not  inconsiderable  number  of  hymns  in 
our  present  book  may  be  dropped;  and  that  new  hymns  applying 
for  admission  should  be  carefully  scrutinized.  There  are  "classics'5 
which  are  not  as  yet  in  use  with  us;  we  should  admit  them,  and 
thus  truly  enrich  our  hymnody.  There  are,  and  will  be,  new  hymns 
born  out  of  our  modern  religious  life  to  meet  its  peculiar  present- 
day  needs,  and  such  (though  they  may  not  endure  as  have  some  of 
the  "classics,"  have  their  own  peculiar  claim.  But  it  must  always 
be  borne  in  mind  that  there  is  much  excellent  religious  v< 
suitable  for  devotional  reading — and  some  of  it  truly  lyrical — which 
yet  we  ought  not  to  admit  to  our  Hymnal. 

We  have  chosen  for  comparison  with  our  present  book  the 
Hymnal  ('am //anion  in  two  editions,  the  second  and  the  third,  both 
still   id  use;   Hymns  Ancient  <nnl  Modern;  and   Church   Hymns: 


also  the  English  Hymnal,  and  the  Canadian  Booh  of  Common 
Praise — these  last  two  very  recent. 

The  Hymnal  Companion  was  compiled  by  Bishop  Bickersteth 
upon  a  careful  comparative  study  of  twenty-five  different  collections, 
in  1871.  It  was  revised  in  1876,  and  again  in  1890.  "In  Anglican 
representativeness  it  is  at  the  head  of  all  hymnals  in  the  Church 
of  England,"  says  Julian,  in  his  Dictionary  of  Hymnology. 

Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern  in  its  successive  editions  of  1861, 
1868,  and  1875,  attained  a  circulation  of  25  million  copies.  This 
enormous  popularity  serves  sufficiently  to  indicate  that  it  possessed 
merits  of  its  own ;  making  peculiarly  strong  appeal  in  a  generation 
awakened  to  Church  consciousness  by  the  Oxford  Movement.  Still 
further  enlarged  some  twenty  years  ago,  it  holds  its  own  to  the 
present  day. 

Church  Hymns  came  out  under  the  imprimatur  of  the  Society 
for  Promoting  Christian  Knowledge,  in  1871,  "to  meet  the  common 
needs  of  the  Church  and  not  the  aspirations  of  a  party."  It  is 
a  splendid  book,  of  high  poetical  merit,  rich  in  ancient  hymns  and 
rich  also  in  hymns  for  the  manifold  demands  of  modern  Church 
life.    It  is  in  present  use  in  a  new  and  revised  edition. 

The  English  Hymnal  (1906)  in  its  Preface  calls  itself  "a 
collection  of  the  best  hymns  in  the  English  language,"  "and  is 
offered  as  a  humble  companion  to  the  Book  of  Common  Prayer 
for  use  in  the  Church."  "It  is  not  a  party-book,"  say  its  editors; 
it  is  to  "suit  the  needs  of  learned  and  simple  alike."  "Hymns  are 
printed,  wherever  possible,  as  their  authors  wrote  them."  This 
book,  by  men  of  eminent  literary  ability,  is  rich  both  in  ancient 
material  and  in  the  most  modern  expressions  of  the  spiritual  en- 
thusiasm for  humanity  and  the  Kingdom  of  God. 

One  more  hymnal  we  have  used  for  comparison;  the  Booh  of 
Common  Praise,  the  Hymn  Book  of  the  Canadian  Church,  1909. 
Having  till  that  date  used,  like  the  English  Church,  unofficial  col- 
lections, our  Canadian  brethren  then  followed  our  example,  adopting 
an  authorized  Hymn  Book.  Their  experience  will  be  watched  by  us 
with  interest.  A  collection  of  795  hymns  is  excessively  large,  we 
think;  and  this  one,  in  our  opinion,  includes  many  of  inferior 
merit. 


Taking  now  these  six  contemporary  Anglican  hymnals,  to  wit : 

1.  The  Hymnal  Companion,  II.  Edition,  1878. 

2.  The  Hymnal  Companion,  III.  Edition,  1890. 

3.  Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern. 

4.  Church  Hymns,  Revised. 

5.  The  English  Hymnal. 

6.  The  Hymn  Booh  of  the  Canadian  Church. 

Let  us  trace  each  of  our  own  present  679  hymns  through  them : 
marking  as  "A"  those  found  in  all  these  six;  "B"  those  found 
in  five  of  the  six;  "C"  those  found  in  four  of  the  six;  "D"  those 
found  in  three  of  the  six ;  "E"  those  found  in  only  two  of  the  six ; 
and  "F"  those  found  in  only  one  of  the  six.  "G"  will  be  those 
found  in  no  one  of  the  six. 

Further,  let  us  mark  with  (1)  those  found  also  in  one  of 
our  earlier  American  collections,  and  with  (2)  those  found  in  both 
our  earlier  American  collections. 

The  result  is  as  follows : 

"A"  (2) — 46  hymns. 
"A"  (1)— 66 
"A"         —35 

that  is,  147  of  our  679  hymns  in  the  present  hymnal  are  to  be 
found  in  every  one  of  the  six  Anglican  collections  above  named. 

"B"  (2)— 13 
"B"  (1)— 22 
"B"         —34 

that  is,  69  others  are  found  in  five  of  the  six. 

"C"  (2)—  9 
"C"  (1)— 20 
"C"         —35 

that  is,  6-1  are  found  in  four  out  of  the  six. 

"D"  (2)—  o 
"D"  (1)— 13 
"D"         —42 

that  is,  61  are  found  in  three  out  of  the  six. 

"E"  (2)—  8 
"E"  (1)— 12 
"E"        —41 

that  is,  61  are  found  in  onlv  two  out  of  the  six. 


"F"  (2)— 12 
"F"  (1)— 11 
"P"         —50 


that  is,  T3  are  found  in  only  one  out  of  the  six. 

"G"  (2)—  44 

"G"  (1) —  28 
"G"         —132 

that  is,  204  of  our  679  hymns  are  not  to  be  found  in  any  one  of 
the  six  contemporary  Anglican  hymnals  named  above. 

As  previously  stated,  of  our  679  hymns, 

138  were  in  both  our  own  earlier  collections, 

172  were  in  one  of  our  earlier  collections, 

369  were  new  hymns  in  our  American  Church. 

It  is  significant  further  that  of  these  369  which  in  1892  were 
new  to  us,  132  are  hymns  which  failed  to  gain  admittance  into  any 
of  these  contemporary  Anglican  hymnals,  four  of  which  are  in 
revised  editions  of  dates  later  than  1892;  and  50  more  which  are 
to  be  found  in  only  one  of  the  six. 

Of  the  138  which  appear  in  all  our  successive  American 
hymnals,  44  have  not  been  received  into  any  one  of  these  con- 
temporary Anglican  hymnals. 

Let  us  now  see  which  are  the  hymns  in  each  of  these  several 
classes. 

"A"  (2)—     2.  11,  12.  18.      34,      36,  37,  47.      51,      54,      89,   101.  102.  112, 

130.  231.  254.  261,    289,    323.  327,  335,    336,    344,   387,    402,  400.  407, 

408,  414.  427,  433.   439,    450,  452,  460,   461,   476,   490,   507.  509,  606. 

639.  057,  675,  67S. 

•A'  ill—     1,      10.  16,  19.      22.      24.      32,  39,      45,      49,      5G,      65,  73,  82r 

88,      90,  91,  97.    100,    104,    105.  121,    122,    128,    136,    179,  183,  186. 

193,    203,  209,  216,    224.    240.    268,  306,    312,    342,   348,    354,  357.  373, 

374.   375.  383,  412.   41S.   421,   423,  432,   447.   458,   459,   466.  470,  489, 

491,    516,  540,  544.    507.    500.    632,  04G,    063,    673. 

"A"  —  14,  42,  52,  123.  126,  143.  178,  204,  242,  243.  296,  321.  322,  372. 
389,  396,  400.  400.  41<>.  437,  440,  477,  484,  511,  519,  521.  530.  535, 
553,   569,   ooo.   615,   621,   665,   074. 

«B"  (2)—  66,     93,   111,   225.   283,   288,   381,    425,   429.   473,   593,   052.   660. 

"B"  tit  28,  59,  60,  70.  115.  118.  147.  170.  233.  294,  329.  333,  346,  362, 
379,    398,   434.   402.   506,    562,   007.    070. 

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•B"         —  23,   109,   110,    135,   170,   181,   219,   220,   221,   23S,  257.  260.  273.    274, 

282,    308,    417,   430,   453,    457,    496,    505,   515,    520,  523.  524.  525,    529, 
552,   582,   586,   589,   603,   614. 

*C"  (2)—  48,   192,   351,   365,   464,   468,   565,    651,    670. 

<C"  (1)—  41,     44,      76,      81,      83,   107,    114,    189,   284,   316,  340,  345.  376,    394, 
405,   441,   481,   483,   534,   658. 

'C"         —     8,      63.   103,   150,   161,   173,   175,   187,   228,   230,  234,  299,  304,   307, 

317,   319,   328,   332,   337,   343,   347,   350,   378,    397,  399,  401,  444.    499, 
518,   568,   584,   587,   601,   612,   640. 

'D"  (2)—  30,   339,   474,   498,    503,   653. 

'D"  (1)—  21,      31,      43,      94,      96,   117,    174,   199,   265,   35S.  369,  416,  558. 

'D"         —     5,        9,      17,      67,      84,      98,   113,   151,   165,    166,  168,  169,  172,    190, 

191,   198,  222,   227,   236,   264,   349,   382,   390,   391,  395,  420,  424.    445. 

526,   527,   539,   556,   576,   579,   581,   591,   604,    605,  618,  623,  624,    676. 

<E"  (2)—  27,   141,   207,   377,   472,    561,   597,    659. 

'E"  (1) —  15,   148,   149,   248,   269,    324,   330,   380,   403,   643.  677. 

'E"         —  58,      62,      95,      99,   131,   134,   154.   155.   15S,   159,  162.  164,  205,    208, 

210,   229,   246,   253,   262,   271,   278,   318,   359,   404,  413,  455,  478,   495, 

528,   536,   545,   550,   551,   559,   566,   610,   622,   626,  629,  630,  647. 

»F"  (2)—  13,      61,    132,   218,   244,   485,    500,   513,   596,    636,  650,  672. 

'F"  (1)—     7,      85,    130,   200,   201,   250,   341,   385,   419,   497,  656. 

<F"         _     o.      25,      40,      69,      72,      74,      80,      92,   106,   144,  146,  160,  213,   237, 

241,   249,   252,   285,   302,   305,   311,   313,   355,   356,  363,  371,  422,   435, 

446,   510,   514,   522,   533,   538,   555,   560.   563,   570,  583,  585,  598,   602, 
007,   608,   609,   616,   617,   634,   637,   654. 

:'G"'  (2) —  20,      33.      38.      53,      86,    137,    180,    217,    287.    352.  353,  386,  392.    393. 

438,   442.    443,   449.   451,   456,    467,    469,   471.    475,  479,  482,  486,   487, 

488,   493.   5(11.   502,    512,   547,    638,   641,   648,   649,  655,  661,  662,   669, 
671. 

"G"  (1)—     3,      50,      55,      87,    116.    153,    196,    214,    235.    255,  263.  270.  325.    331. 

334.   338,    366,   388,   465,   480,   492,    504,    508,   57."..  575.  577.  645,   668. 

"G"         —     4.      26,      29.      3.1.      4(5.      .17.      64.      68.      70.      71.  75.  77,  7S,    10S, 

119.    120,    124,    125.    127,    129,    133,    138,    14u.    142.  145,  152,  ir,<;.    117. 

163,   167,    171.   177,   182,   184,   185,   188.    I'M.    195,  107.  202,  206,    211. 

212,   215,   223,   226,   232,   239,   245,   247.    250,    251,  258,  259,  200.    207. 

272.    275,    270,.    277.    279.    280,    281.    286,    290,    292.  293,  295,  297,    298, 

300,   301,   Oh:;.   308,   309,   310,   314.   315,    320,   326,  360,  361,  364,   367, 

370,   384,    411.    4ir,.    420.    42s.    401.    436,    44s.    4.14.  463,  494,  517,    531, 

532,   537,   541,   542,   543,   546,   548,   549,   554,   557,  .".04.  571,  .",72.   .",74. 

578,   580,   588,   590,   592,   .",1)4.   59."),   Oil,   613,   619,  620,  625,  027.   628, 
631,   633,   ooi,   642,   664,   666 

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When  the  question  is  seriously  approached,  which  of  our 
present  hymns  shall  be  dropped  in  the  interest  of  additions  that 
may  be  contemplated,  for  obviously,  our  present  Hymnal  will  not 
bear  much  enlargement,  if  any,  without  becoming  unwieldy:  then 
the  facts  obtained  by  an  analytical  study  such  as  the  foregoing 
must  be  duly  weighed.  For  we  may  assume  that  those  who  habit- 
ually use  the  Book  of  Common  Prayer  will  have  need  of  many 
hymns  in  common,  and  the  weight  of  a  general  Anglican  consensus 
will  determine  the  retention  of  all  such  hymns  as  appear  in  class 
"A,"  and  most,  if  not  all,  of  those  in  classes  "B"  and  "C."  And  we 
may  assume  also  a  presumption  against  hymns  in  class  "G"  (so 
large  a  portion  of  our  present  hymnal),  unless  circumstances  pe- 
culiar to  ourselves  dictate  the  retention  of  some,  each  individual 
hymn  being  judged  by  itself. 

Again,  if  there  must  be  a  dropping  of  some  hymns,  it  would 
seem  that  we  might  spare  such  as  are  merely  duplications  in  differ- 
ent versions;  such  also  as  are  on  the  whole  inferior  to  others  pro- 
vided for  the  same  occasions,  if  these  occasions  are  comparatively 
less  important  (being,  for  instance,  Holy  Days  for  which  one  or 
two  each  will  suffice,  or  offices  for  which  hymns  are  not  greatly 
needed)  ;  again,  such  as  are  merely  metrical  psalms  which  have  sur- 
vived from  a  day  when  hymns  proper  were  but  few,  and  when  the 
Biblical  Psalter  itself  was  not  so  much  used  as  now — for  why  should 
we  sing  the  Psalms  in  this  form,  often  disguised  out  of  all  semblance 
of  their  Scriptural  originals  in  order  to  force  them  into  English 
metre?  Of  metrical  Psalms,  a  few  are  of  such  poetical  and  de- 
votional merit  as  to  warrant  their  retention  on  their  intrinsic  and 
enduring  claims — a  few,  but  not  many. 

For  excision  we  would  emphatically  suggest  the  greater  number 
of  "hymns  for  children"  in  our  present  book :  amazingly  unsuitable, 
exhibiting  utter  inability  to  voice  the  natural  religious  sentiments 
of  childhood,  and  putting  into  the  mouths  of  little  ones  confessions 
and  protestations  of  which  the  least  to  be  said  is  that  they  are 
unreal,  and  therefore  pernicious  to  the  religious  life  they  are  in- 
tended to  further. 

And  yet  again:  those  hymns  which  are  the  expression  of  in- 
dividualistic religious  experience,  which  may  hardly  voice  any 
common  aspiration,  or  confession,  of  a  congregation:  and  which 

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properly  belong  in  books  of  Devotion,  but  not  in  a  Book  of  Com- 
mon Praise,  might  now  at  length  be  dropped :  making  way  for 
others  which  utter  the  faith,  the  gratitude,  the  supplication,  the 
hope,  of  the  whole  congregation.  Such  truly  "Catholic"  hymns 
there  are  which  have  not  yet  gained  admittance  with  us:  some  of 
them  ancient,  but  we  are  now  prepared  to  appreciate  them  and  to 
use  them,  like  our  ancient  collects;  some  of  them  modern,  and 
fitting  the  needs  of  our  stirring  times,  of  our  newer  perils  and 
tasks,  as  do  none  or  but  few  of  those  we  now  possess. 

It  is  a  large  subject;  and  to  all  this  matter  of  the  dropping 
of  old  hymns  and  the  adding  of  new  there  should  be  given  an 
amount  of  study  and  discussion  such  as  there  is  no  evidence  it 
has  yet  received. 

And  it  should  also  receive  serious  consideration  whether  the 
many  alterations  in  the  readings  of  our  hymns  from  the  text  as 
left  by  their  authors,  have  not  been  in  most  cases  detrimental.  As 
the  editors  of  the  English  Hymnal  say,  "The  freshness  and  strength 
of  the  originals  have  been  replaced  by  stock  phrases  and  common- 
place sentiments;  and  injury  has  been  done  to  the  quality  of  our 
public  worship  as  well  as  to  the  memory  of  great  hymn  writers.'' 

Your  committee  recommend  for  excision,  the  following  hymns 
in  our  present  Hymnal: 

38,  41,      53,      61,  71,  77,     85,  86,  87,     96,   116,  120,  124,  125,   130,    133, 

138,  142,   144,   145,  148,  152,   156,  157,  160,   162,   167,  180,  195,  197,   199,   201, 

206,  208,  210,   211,  212,  215,   217,  237,  239,   245,   247,  258,  265,  266,   275,   276, 

279,  280,  281,   290,  292,  293,  297,  305,  308,   309,   338,  352,  353,  360,   364,   370, 

377.  384,   386,   393,  411,  413,   415,  419,  435,   436,   443,  448,  449,  451,   454,   456, 

469,  471,   473,   475,  479,  480,  482,  486,  488,   494,  498,  500,  501,  502,   513,   514, 

517,  531,   532,   533,  536,  541,  543,  546,  548,   551,   554,  555,  557,  559,   560,   561, 

570,  571,   572,   573,  574,  576,   577,  578,  591,   592,   594,  595,  598,  608,   611,   613, 

617,  619,   631,   633,  638,  641,   644,  648,  653,   655,   659,  661,  662,  664,   668,   669. 

145  in  all. 

DOUBTFUL : 
132,   146,   150,   155,   163,   164,   172,   173,   298,   424,   455,   537,   564,   575. 

14  additional. 

Your  committee  further  submit  the  text  of  65  new  hymns; 
many  of  them  old  in  English  use,  some  of  them  modern  and  indeed 
recent.      Upon    57    of    these — as    indicated — the    committee    were 

1:; 


unanimous;  8  of  them  are  suggested  for  consideration,  approved, 
but  not  unanimously. 

Altogether,  the  prospect  of  a  new  Hymnal  in  our  American 
Church  may  be,  according  to  the  action  next  October,  either  that 
of  a  calamity  or  futility  (futility  is  calamity  in  such  a  case),  or 
that  of  a  glorious  work  thoroughly  and  well  done  through  years 
of  careful  labor  by  competent  hands,  giving  us  when  complete  a 
book  worthy  to  be  companion  to  our  Common  Prayer,  a  book  in 
every  way  of  such  unquestionable  merit  that  it  would  become  in 
America  a  norm  as  is  the  Prayer  Book  itself,  for  Christians  of 
every  name.  With  such  an  opportunity,  it  becomes  our  duty  to 
insist  that  nothing  be  done  in  haste. 

Meanwhile,*  if  it  be  at  all  necessary,  let  us  rather  adopt  a  per- 
missive  Canon,  so  that  our  congregations  may  sing,  under  the  license 
of  the  Ordinary,  hymns  not  contained  in  the  Hymnal.  What  possi- 
ble harm  could  come  from  it?  Would  it  not,  moreover,  be,  as  in 
England  it  has  been,  the  best  possible  method  of  putting  to  the 
test  hymns  which  may  be  proposed  for  admittance  into  a  new  book? 

William  Frederic  Faber, 
Amos  Watkixs, 
William  Hotiiersall  Gardam. 


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Additional  Hymns 

Proposed  by 

The  Committee  on 
Hymnal  Revision 

Diocese  of  Michigan 
1913 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES 


1.  All  things  bright  and  beautiful 

2.  At  Thy  feet,  O  Christ,  we  lay 

3.  Behold  us,  Lord,  a  little  space 

4.  Breathe  on   me,   Breath   of  God 

5.  City  of  God,  how  broad  and  far 

6.  Do  no  sinful  action 

7.  Every  morning  the  red  sun 

8.  Fairest  Lord  Jesus 

9.  Fierce  was  the  wild  billow 

10.  For  the  beauty  of  the  earth 

11.  From  north  and  south  and  east  and  west 

12.  From  Thee  all  skill  and  science  flow 

13.  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 

14.  God   is   working  His  purpose  out 

15.  God  of  the  living,  in  whose  eyes 

16.  God  of  the  strong,   God  of  the  weak 

17.  He  who  would  valiant  be 

18.  Holy  Ghost,  Illuminator 

19.  Holy  night,  peaceful  night 

20.  Holy  Spirit,  Truth  divine 

21.  Immortal   Love,   forever  full 

22.  Judge  eternal,  throned  in  splendor 

23.  Let  all  the  world  in  every  corner  sing 

24.  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  gates  of  brass 

25.  Light  of  the  world,  we  hail  Thee 
20.  Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray 

27.  My  spirit  longs  for  Thee 

28.  Now  that  the  daylight  fills  the  sky 

29.  O  Jesu,  King  most  wonderful 

30.  O  Jesu,  Lord  of  light  and  grace 

31.  O  Lord,  with  toil  our  days  are  filled 

32.  O  Love  that  will  not  let  me  go 

33.  O  Love,  who  formedst  me  to  wear 

34.  O  North,  with  all  thy  vales  of  green 
.".."'..  O  thou  not  made  with  hands 

30.  O  whore  are  kings  and  empires  now 

:','.  On   wings   of   living  light 

38.  Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens  adore  Him 

::'.•.  Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart 

40.  Rest  of  the  weary.  Joy  of  the  sad 

41.  Rise  up,  O  men  of  God 

42.  Soldiers  who  are  ChrisFs  below 

43.  Sometimes  a  light  surprises 

44.  Son  of  God,  eternal   Saviour 

45.  Summer  suns  are  glowing 

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40.  The  day  Thou  gavest,  Lord,  is  ended 

47.  The  glory  of  the  Spring,  how  sweet 

48.  The  sands  of  time  are  sinking 
41).  Through  centuries  of  sin  and  woe 

50.  Waken.    Christian   children 

51.  We  have  not  known  Thee  as  we  ought 

52.  We  plough  the  fields  and  scatter 

53.  We  saw  Thee  not  when  Thou  didst  come 

54.  When  wilt  Thou  save  the  people 

55.  Where  the  light  forever  shineth 
50.  Ye  holy  angels  bright 

57.  Ye  sons  and  daughters  of  the  King 

Also,  not  unanimously  approved,  but  commended  for  consid- 
eration : 

58.  Dear  Lord  and  Father  of  mankind 

59.  Eternal  Ruler  of  the  ceaseless  round 
GO.  Jesus,  holiest,  tenderest,  dearest 

01.  O  Master,  let  me  walk  with  Thee 

02.  O  where  is  He  that  trod  the  sea 

03.  Through  the  love  of  God  our  Saviour 

04.  Thy  hand,  O  God,  has  guided 

05.  Where  cross  the  crowded  ways  of  life 


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INDEX  FOR  SEASONS  AND  OCCASIONS 


DAILY   PRAYER. 

Morning 

2. 

7. 

28. 

30. 

Noon,  etc. 

: 

31. 

Evening 

48. 

SEASONS. 

Spring 

:       47. 

Summer 

:       4.-,. 

Harvest 

•        52 

THE   CHRISTIAN 

YEAR. 

Advent 

•  >•> 

Christmas 

:        19. 

50. 

Epiphany 

9. 

25. 

Lent 

27. 

40. 

51. 

Easteb 


Ascension  : 

18. 

Whitsuntide  : 

4 

20. 

St.  Thomas  : 

53 

St.  Stephen  : 

18 

All    Saints  : 

15 

THE  CHURCH 

Missions  : 

11 

14 

24 

::4 

At  Thy  feet,  O  Christ 
Every  morning   (children) 
Now  that  the  daylight 
O  Jesu,  Lord  of  Light 

Behold  ns.   Lord,  a  little 
O    Lord,    with    toil    our   days 

The  day  Thou  gavest.  Lord 


The  glory  of  the  Spring 
Summer  suns  are  glowing 
We  plough  the  fields 


Judge    eternal,    throned 
i  See  also  "Missions") 

Holy  night    (children) 
Waken.  Christian  children 

Fierce  was  the  wild  hillow 
Light  of  the  world,  we  hail 

My  spirit  longs  for  Thee 
Rest   of  the  weary.    Joy 
We  have  not  known  Thee 

On  wings  of  living  light 
Ye  sons  and  daughters 

Holy  Ghost,   Illuminator 

Breathe   on   me.    Breath    of  God 
Holy    Spirit.   Truth    divine 

We  saw  Thee  not   when 

Holy  Ghost,  Illuminator 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith 
Where  the  light  forever 


From  oortb  and  south  and 
<;o«i  is  working  His  purpose 

Lift    up  your  heads,   ye 

0  North,  with  all  thy  vales 


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Social  Ministry 


30.  O  where  are  kings  and 
41.  Rise  up,  O  men  of  God 
(54.     Thy  hand,  O  God,  has 


12. 

35. 

44. 
49. 
54. 
59. 
61. 
05. 

Burial  :       1 5. 

48. 


City  of  God,  how  broad  and  far 
From  Thee  all  skill  and 
Judge  eternal,   throned 
O  Thou  not  made  with  hands 
Son  of  God,  eternal  Saviour 
Through  centuries  of  sin  and 
When  wilt  Thou  save  the  people 
Eternal  Ruler  of  the 
( >   Master,   let  me  walk 
Where  cross  the  crowded 

God  of  the  living,  in  whose 
The  sands  of  time  are 
Where  the  light  forever 


IV 


GENERAL. 

Praise 


10. 
23. 

38. 
50. 

Christ  :         8. 

21. 

29. 

•       00. 

02. 


Faith 


17. 
32. 
33. 
39. 
40. 
42. 
43. 
48. 
53. 
58. 
01. 
02. 
03. 


For  the  beauty  of  the  earth 
Let  all  the  world  in 
Praise   the   Lord,   ye   heavens 
Ye  holy  angels  bright 

Fairest  Lord  Jesus 
Immortal  Love,  forever  full 
O  Jesu,  King  most  wonderful 
Jesus  holiest,  tenderest 
O  where  is  He  that  trod 

He  who  would  valiant  be 
O  Love  that  wilt  not  let 
O  Love,  who  formedst  me 
Quiet,   Lord,   my   froward 
Rest   of  the  weary,   Joy 
Soldiers  who  are  Christ's 
Sometimes  a  light  surprises 
The  sands  of  time  are 
We  saw  Thee  not  when 
Dear  Lord  and  Father 
O  Master,  let  me  walk 
O  where  is  He  that  trod 
Through  the  love  of  God 


V.      FOR   CHILDREN. 


19. 

50. 
57. 


All  things  bright  and  beautiful 

Do  no  sinful  action 

Every  morning  the  red  sun 

Fairest  Lord  Jesus 

Holy  night,  peaceful  night 

Waken,  Christian  children 

Ye  sons  and  daughters 


VI.      NATIONAL. 


10.  God  of  the  strong,  God  of  the  weak 

22.  Judge  eternal,  throned  in 

20.  Lord,  while  for  all  mankind 

54.  When  wilt  Thou  save  the  people. 


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Under  the  text  of  each  hymn  are  indicated  by  number  the 
collections  in  which  it  is  found,  as  follows : 


Hymnal  Companion,  2d  edition 
Hymnal  Companion,  3d  edition 
Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern 
Church  Hymns 
English  Hymnal 

Book  of  Common  Praise   (Canadian) 
Oxford   Hymnal 

Hutchins'  Sunday  School  Hymnal 
Mission  Hymnal  (1910) 
All  these  are  Anglican. 
Also 


10.  American  Hymnal   (1913) 

11.  Hymns  of  the  Kingdom   (1910) 

These  are  American 
"undenominational"   hymnals. 


Grateful  acknowledgment  is  due  the  Century  Company,  pub- 
lishers of  The  American  Hymnal;  A.  S.  Barnes  &  Company,  pub- 
lishers of  Hymns  of  the  Kingdom  :  the  Houghton,  Mifflin  Com- 
pany, publishers  of  the  works  of  J.  G.  Whittier  and  Samuel  Long- 
fellow, and  D.  Appleton  &  Company,  publishers  of  the  poems  of 
W.  C.  Bryant;  the  Young  Churchman  Company,  publishers  of 
Bishop  Coxe's  poems;  also  the  Rev.  Washington  Gladden,  D.D.. 
author  of  the  hymn  "0  Master,  let  me  walk  with  Thee" — for  per- 
mission to  print  hymns  of  which  they  severally  hold  the  copyrights. 


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A 


LL  things  bright  and  beautiful, 
All  creatures  great  and  small, 
All  things  wise  and  wonderful, 
The  Lord  God  made  them  all. 

2  Each  little  flower  that  opens, 

Each  little  bird  that  sings, 

He  made  their  glowing  colors, 

He  made  their  tiny  wings. 

3  The  purple  headed  mountain, 

The  river  running  by, 
The  sunset  and  the  morning, 
That  brightens  up  the  sky ; 

4  The  cold  wind  in  the  winter, 

The  pleasant  summer  sun, 
The  ripe  fruit  in  the  garden, — 
He  made  them  every  one  ; 

5  He  gave  us  eyes  to  see  them, 

And  lips  that  we  may  tell 
How  great  is  God  Almighty, 
Who  has  made  all  things  well. 
2.3.4.5.6.7.11  — Mrs.  ('.  F.  Alexander 

II. 

AT  Thy  feet,  0  Christ,  we  lay 
Thine  own  gift  of  this  now  day: 
Doubt  of  what   it  holds  in  store 

Makes  as  crave  Thine  aid  the  more : 
Lest  it  prove  a  time  of  loss. 
Mark  it.  Saviour,  wit  h  Thy  cross. 

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2  If  it  flow  on  calm  and  bright, 
Be  Thyself  our  chief  delight; 
If  it  bring  unknown  distress, 
Good  is  all  that  Thou  canst  bless; 
Only,  while  its  hours  begin, 
Pray  we,  keep  them  clear  of  sin. 

3  We  in  part  our  weakness  know, 
And  in  part  discern  our  foe; 
Well  for  us,  before  Thine  eyes 
All  our  danger  open  lies ; 

Turn  not  from  us,  while  Ave  plead 
Thy  compassions  and  our  need. 

4  Fain  would  we  Thy  word  embrace, 
Live  each  moment  on  Thy  grace, 
All  our  selves  to  Thee  consign, 
Fold  up  all  our  wills  in  Thine, 
Think,  and  speak,  and  do,  and  be, 
Simply  that  which  pleases  Thee. 

5  Hear  us,  Lord,  and  that  right  soon; 
Hear,  and  grant  the  chiefest  boon 
That  Thy  love  can  e'er  impart, 
Loyal  singleness  of  heart ; 

So  shall  this  and  all  our  days. 
Christ  our  God,  show  forth  Thy  praise. 
2.3.4.5.6.7.10.11.  —William  Bright. 

III. 

BEHOLD  us,  Lord,  a  little  space 
From  daily  tasks  set  free, 
And  met  within  Thy  holy  place 

To  rest  awhile  with  Thee. 
Around  us  rolls  the  ceaseless  tide 

Of  business,  toil  and  care : 
And  scarcely  can  we  turn  aside 
For  one  brief  hour  of  prayer. 

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2  Yet  these  are  not  the  only  walls 

Wherein  Thou  mayest  be  sought; 
On  homeliest  work  Thy  blessing  falls, 

In  truth  and  patience  wrought. 
Thine  is  the  loom,  the  forge,  the  mart, 

The  wealth  of  land  and  sea, 
The  worlds  of  science  and  of  art 

Revealed  and  ruled  by  Thee. 

3  Then  let  us  prove  our  heavenly  birth 

In  all  we  do  and  know; 
And  claim  the  kingdom  of  the  earth 

For  Thee  and  not  Thy  foe. 
Work  shall  be  prayer,  if  all  be  wrought 

As  Thou  wouldst  have  it  done, 
And  prayer,  by  Thee  inspired  and  taught 

Itself  with  work  be  one. 
2.3.6.10.11.  —John  Ellcrton. 


IV. 

BREATHE  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 
Fill  me  with  life  anew; 
That  I  may  love  what  Thou  dost  love, 
And  do  what  Thou  wouldst  do. 

2  Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

Until  my  heart  is  pure ; 
Until  with  Thee  I  will  one  will 
To  do,  or  to  endure. 

3  Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

Till  I  am  wholly  Thine ; 
Till  all  this  earthly  part  of  me 
Glo\v>  wiili  Thy  fire  divine. 

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4  Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 
So  shall  I  never  die, 
But  live  with  Thee  the  perfect  life 
Of  Thine  eternity. 
6.9.10.11.  —Edwin  Hatch, 


CITY  of  God,  how  broad  and  far 
Outspread  thy  walls  sublime ! 
The  true  thy  chartered  freemen  are 
Of  every  age  and  clime. 

2  One  holy  Church,  one  army  strong, 

One  steadfast,  high  intent ; 
One  working  band,  one  harvest-song, 
One  King  omnipotent. 

3  How  purely  hath  thy  speech  come  down 

From  man's  primeval  youth ! 
How  grandly  hath  thine  empire  grown 
Of  freedom,  love,  and  truth  ! 

4  How  gleam  thy  watchfires  through  the  night 

With  never- fainting  ray  ! 
How  rise  thy  towers,  serene  and  bright, 
To  meet  the  dawning  day ! 

5  Tn  vain  the  surge's  angry  shock, 

In  vain  the  drifting  sands: 
Unharmed  upon  the  eternal  Rock 
The  eternal  City  stands. 
,10.11.  — Sam  lie!  Johnson. 


D 


VI. 

0  no  sinful  action. 
Speak  no  angry  word  ; 


Ye  belong  to  Jesns, 
Children  of  the  Lord. 

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2  Christ  is  kind  and  gentle, 

Christ  is  pure  and  true ; 
And  His  little  children 
Must  be  holy  too. 

3  There's  a  wicked  spirit 

Watching  round  you  still, 
And  he  tries  to  tempt  you 
To  all  harm  and  ill. 

4  But  ye  must  not  hear  him, 

Though  'tis  hard  for  you 
To  resist  the  evil. 
And  the  good  to  do. 

5  For  ye  promised  truly, 

In  your  infant  days. 
To  renounce  him  wholly, 
And  forsake  his  ways. 

G  Ye  are  new-horn  Christians, 
Ye  must  learn  to  fight 
With  the  had  within  you, 
And  to  do  the  right. 

7  Christ  is  your  own  Master, 
He  is  good   and   true. 
And   His  little  children 
Must  be  holy  too. 
2.3.4.5.6.7.  —Mrs.  C.  F.  Alexander 


E 


YIT. 
V  ERY  morning  the  red  sun 
Rises  warm  and  bright  ; 
But  the  evening  cometh  on, 
And  the  dark,  cold  night. 
There's  a  bright  land  far  away 
Where  'tis  never-ending  day. 


Every  spring  the  sweet  young  flowers 

Open  bright  and  gay, 
Till  the  chilly  autumn  hours 

Wither  them  away. 
There's  a  land  we  have  not  seen, 

Where  the  trees  are  always  green. 


&' 


3  Little  birds  sing  songs  of  praise 

All  the  summer  long, 
But  in  colder,  shorter  days 

They  forget  their  song. 
There's  a  place  where  angels  sing 
Ceaseless  praises  to  their  King. 

4  Christ  our  Lord  is  ever  near 

Those  who  follow  Him; 
But  we  cannot  see  Him  here, 

For  our  eyes  are  dim ; 
There  is  a  most  happy  place, 
Where  men  always  see  His  face. 

5  Who  shall  go  to  that  bright  land? 

All  who  do  the  right : 
Holy  children  there  shall  stand 

In  their  robes  of  white; 
For  that  heaven,  so  bright  and  blest, 
Is  our  everlasting  rest. 
3.4.5.6.8.11.  —  Mrs.  C.  F.  Alexander 


VIII. 

FAIREST  Lord  Jesus, 
Ruler  of  all  nature, 
0  Thou  of  God  and  man  the  Son ! 
Thee  will  I  cherish, 
Thee  will  I  honor, 
Thou  my  soul's  glory,  joy  and  crown ! 

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Fair  are  the  meadows. 

Fairer  still  the  woodlands. 
Robed  in  the  blooming  garb  of  Spring: 

Jesus  is  fairer, 

Jesus  is  purer, 
Who  makes  the  woeful  heart  to  sino-. 


o" 


3  Fair  is  the  sunshine, 

Fairer  still  the  moonlight, 
And  all  the  twinkling,  starry  host : 
Jesus  shines  brighter, 
Jesus  shines  purer, 
Than  all  the  angels  heaven  can  boast. 
— "Crusaders'  Hymn." 
(German;  translator  unknown.) 

In  Hutchins*  Sunday  School  Hymnal  and  Service  Book,  H. 

391,  as 

"Beautiful   Saviour,   King   of   creation, 

Son  of  God  and  Son  of  man.*7 
8.10.11. 

IX. 

FIERCE  was  the  wild  billow, 
Dark  was  the  night ; 
Oars  labored  heavily, 

Foam  glimmered  white ; 
Trembled  the  mariners, 

Peril  was  nigh: 
Then  said  the  God  of  God, 
"Peace  !     It  is  I." 

2  Ridge  of  the  mountain-wave. 

Lower  thy  crest ! 
Wail  of  Euroelydon 

Be  thou  at  rest ! 
Sorrow  can  never  be, 

Darkness  must  fly, 
Where  saith  the  Light  of  light, 

"Peace!     It  is  [» 

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3  Jesu,  Deliverer, 
Xear  to  us  be; 
Soothe  Thou  my  voyaging 

Over  life's  sea : 
Thou,  when  the  storm  of  death 

Roars,  sweeping  by, 
Whisper,  0  Truth  of  truth, 
"Peace  !     It  is  I." 
1. 2A.o. 6.  11.  —Anatolius,  tr.  by  J.  M.  Scale. 

X. 

FOR  the  beauty  of  the  earth, 
For  the  glory  of  the  skies, 
For  the  love  which  from  our  birth 
Over  and  around  us  lies, 

Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  grateful  psalm  of  praise. 

2  For  the  wonder  of  each  hour 

Of  the  day  and  of  the  night, 
Hill  and  vale,  and  tree  and  flower. 

Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  of  light, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  grateful  psalm  of  praise. 

3  For  the  joy  of  human  love, 

Brother,  sister,  parent,  child. 
Friends  on  earth,  and  friends  above. 

Pleasures  pure  and  undenled, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  grateful  psalm  of  praise. 

4  For  Thy  Church,  that  evermore 

Lifteth  holy  hands  above. 
Offering  up  on  every  shore 
Her  pure  sacrifice  of  love. 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  grateful  psalm  of  praise. 
4.5.6.8.11.  —  F.  8.  Pierpoint 

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F 


XI. 

ItOM  north  and  south  and  east  and  west 


When  shall  the  people,  long  unblest, 
All  find  their  everlasting  rest, 
0  Christ,  in  Thee? 

2  When  shall  the  climes  of  ageless  snow 
Be  with  the  Gospel  light  alow, 

And  all  men  their  Bedeemer  know, 
0  Christ,  in  Thee  ? 

3  When  on  each  southern  balmy  coast 
Shall  ransomed  men,  in  countless  host, 
Rise,  heart  and  voice,  to  make  sweet  boast. 

0  Christ,  in  Thee  ? 

4  0  when,  in  all  the  Orient  lands. 
From  cities  white  and  flaming  sands 
Shall  men  lift  dedicated  hands, 

0  Christ,  to  Thee  ? 

5  Bring.  Lord,  the  long-predicted  hour. 
The  ages7  diadem  and  flower. 

When  all  shall  find  their  refuge,  tower. 
And  home,  in  Thee  ! 

— George   T.   Costei 

XII. 

FROM  Thee  all  skill  and  science  flow. 
All  pity,  care,  and  love. 
All  calm  and  courage,  faith  and  hop( — 
().  pour  tbem  from  above  ! 

2   And  part  tbeni,  Lord,  to  each  and  all. 
As  each  and  all  shall  need, 

To  rise,  like  incense,  each  to  Thee. 
Tn  noble  thought  and  deed. 

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3  And  hasten,  Lord,  that  perfect  day 

"When  pain  and  death  shall  cease, 
And  Thy  just  rule  shall  fill  the  earth 
With  health,  and  light,  and  peace ; 

4  When  ever  blue  the  sky  shall  gleam, 

And  ever  green  the  sod, 
And  man's  rude  work  deface  no  more 
The  Paradise  of  God. 
5.10.11.  — Charles  Kingsley. 

XIII. 

GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 
Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  His  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  He  trod ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  His  own  pattern  given ; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 
1.2.3.4.5.6.7.  —Isaac  Waits. 

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XIV. 


GOD  is  working  His  purpose  out  as  year  succeeds  to  year, 
God  is  working  His  purpose  out  and  the  time  is  drawing 
near ; 
Xearer  and  nearer  draws  the  time,  the  time  that  shall  surely  be, 
When  the  earth  shall  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God  as  the  waters 
cover  the  sea. 

2  From  utmost  east  to  utmost  west  where'er  man's  foot  hath  trod, 
By  the  mouth  of  many  messengers  goes  forth  the  voice  of  God. 

"Give  ear  to  Me,  ye  continents,  ye  isles,  give  ear  to  Me, 
That  the  earth  may  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God  as  the  waters 
cover  the  sea." 

3  What  can  we  do  to  work  God's  work,  to  prosper  and  increase 
The  brotherhood  of  all  mankind,  the  reign  of  the  Prince  of  peace? 
What  can  we  do  to  hasten  the  time,  the  time  that  shall  surely  be, 
When  the  earth  shall  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God  as  the  waters 

cover  the  sea? 

4  March  we  forth  in  the  strength  of  God  with  the  banner  of  Christ 

unfurled, 

That  the  light  of  the  glorious  Gospel  of  truth  may  shine  through- 
out the  world : 

Fight  we  the  fight  with  sorrow  and  sin,  to  set  their  captives  free. 

That  the  earth  may  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God  as  the  waters 
cover  the  sea. 


5   All  we  can  do  is  nothing  worth  unless  God  blesses  the  deed  : 
Vainly  we  hope  for  the  harvest-tide  till  God  gives  life  to  the  seed  ; 
Yet  nearer  and  nearer  draws  the  time,  the  time  that  shall  surely 

be, 
When  the  earth  shall  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God  as  the  waters 
cover  the  Bea. 

].:>.(';. 9.  —Alfred  C.  Ainger. 

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XV. 

GOD  of  the  living,  in  whose  eyes 
Unveiled  Thy  whole  creation  lies. 
All  souls  are  Thine ;  we  must  not  say 
That  those  are  dead  who  pass  away. 
From  this  our  world  of  flesh  set  free, 
We  know  them  living  unto  Thee. 

2  Released  from  earthly  toil  and  strife, 
With  Thee  is  hidden  still  their  life ; 

Thine  are  their  thoughts,  their  works,  their  powers, 
All  Thine,  and  yet  most  truly  ours ; 
For  well  we  know,  where'er  they  he. 
Our  dead  are  living  unto  Thee. 

3  Xot  spilt  like  water  on  the  ground, 

Xot  wrapped  in  dreamless  sleep  profound, 
Xot  wandering  in  unknown  despair 
Beyond  Thy  voice.  Thine  arm,  Thy  care ; 
Xot  left  to  lie  like  fallen  tree ; 
Xot  dead,  but  living  unto  Thee. 

4  Thy  word  is  true,  Thy  will  is  just; 

To  Thee  we  leave  them.  Lord,  in  trust; 
And  bless  Thee  for  the  love  which  gave 
Thy  Son  to  fill  a  human  grave. 
That  none  might  fear  that  world  to  sec 
Where  all  are  living  unto  Thee. 

5  ()  Breather  into  man  of  breath, 
O  Holder  of  the  keys  of  death. 
O  Giver  of  the  life  within. 

Save  us  from  death,  the  death  of  sin  : 
That  body,  soul,  and  spirit  he 
Forever  living  unto  Thee! 
2. 3.4.0.11.  —John  Ellerton. 

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XVI. 

GOD  of  the  strong,  God  of  the  weak. 
Lord  of  all  lands,  and  our  own  land. 
Light  of  all  souls,  from  Thee  we  seek 

Light  from  Thy  light,  strength  from  Thy  hand. 

2  In  suffering  Thou  hast  made  us  one, 

In  mighty  burdens  one  are  we ; 
Teach  us  that  lowliest  duty  done 
Is  highest  seiwiee  unto  Thee. 

3  Teach  us,  great  Teacher  of  mankind, 

The  sacrifice  that  brings  Thy  balm  : 
The  love,  the  work,  that  bless  and  bind ; 
Teach  us  Thy  majesty.  Thy  calm. 

4  Teach  us,  and  we  shall  know  indeed 

The  truth  divine  that  maketh  free; 
And  knowing,  we  may  sow  the  seed 
That  blossoms  through  eternity. 
10.  — Richard  ^Yatson  Gilder. 


XVII. 

HE  who  would  valiant  be 
'Gainst  all  disaster. 
Let  him  in  constancy 
Follow  the  Master. 
There's  do  discouragemenl 
Shall  make  him  once  relent 
IT i s  first  avowed  intent 
To  be  a  pilgrim. 

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2  Whoso  beset  him  round 

With  dismal  stories, 
Do  but  themselves  confound — 

His  strength  the  more  is. 
Xo  foes  shall  stay  his  might, 
Though  he  with  giants  fight, 
He  will  make  good  his  right 

To  be  a  pilgrim. 

3  Since,  Lord,  Thou  dost  defend 

Us  with  Thy  Spirit, 
We  know  we  at  the  end 

Shall  life  inherit. 
Then  fancies  flee  away ! 
I'll  fear  not  what  they  say, 
I'll  labor  night  and  day 

To  be  a  pilgrim. 
5.7.  — John  Bunyan. 

XVIII. 

HOLY  Ghost,  Illuminator, 
Shed  Thy  beams  upon  our  eyes, 
Help  us  to  look  up  with  Stephen, 

And  to  see  beyond  the  skies, 
Where  the  Son  of  Man  in  glory 

Standing  is  at  God's  right  hand, 
Beckoning  on  His  martyr  army, 
Succoring  His  faithful  band; 

2  See  Him,  who  is  gone  before  us, 

Heavenly  mansions  to  prepare, 
See  Him,  who  is  ever  pleading 

For  us  witli  prevailing  prayer, 
See  Him,  who  with  sound  of  trumpet 

And  with  His  angelic  train, 
Summoning  the  world  to  judgment, 

On  the  clouds  will  come  again. 

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3  Glory  be  to  God  the  Father ; 
Glory  be  to  God  the  Son, 
Dying,  risen,  ascending,  for  us, 

Who  the  heavenly  realm  has  won; 
Glory  to  the  Holy  Spirit; 

To  one  God,  in  Persons  Three ; 
Glory  both  in  earth  and  heaven, 
Glory,  endless  glory,  be.    Amen. 
1.2.3.4.5.6.  —Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth, 

XIX. 

HOLY  night !  peaceful  night ! 
All  is  dark,  save  the  light 
Yonder  where  they  sweet  vigil  keep 
O'er  the  Babe  who  in  silent  sleep 
Eests  in  heavenly  peace, 
Eests  in  heavenly  peace. 

2  Holy  night !  peaceful  night ! 
Only  for  shepherds'  sight 

Came  blest  visions  of  angel  throngs. 
With  their  loud  alleluia  songs, 

Saying,  Christ  is  come, 

Saying,  Christ  is  come  ! 

3  Holy  night !  peaceful  night ! 
Child  of  heaven,  0  how  bright 

Thou  didst  smile  on  us  when  Thou  wast  born, 
Blest  indeed  was  that  happy  morn, 

Full  of  heavenly  joy. 

Full  of  heavenly  joy  ! 
C.8. 10.11.  —Joseph  Mohr,  tr.  hi/  Jane  M.  Campbell. 

XX. 

HOLY  Spirit,  Truth  divine, 
Dawn  upon  this  soul  of  mine ; 
Word  of  God.  and  inward  Light, 

Wake  niv  Bpirit,  clear  my  sight. 

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2  Holy  Spirit,  Love  divine, 
Glow  within  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Kindle  every  high  desire, 
Perish  self  in  Thy  pure  fire. 

3  Holy  Spirit,  Power  divine, 

Fill  and  nerve  this  will  of  mine ; 
By  Thee  may  I  strongly  live, 
Bravely  bear,  and  nobly  strive. 

■i  Holy  Spirit,  Right  divine, 

King  within  my  conscience  reign ; 
Be  my  law,  and  I  shall  be 
Firmly  bound,  forever  free. 

5  Holy  Spirit,  Peace  divine, 
Still  this  restless  heart  of  mine ; 
Speak  to  calm  this  tossing  sea, 
Stayed  in  Thy  tranquility. 

6  Holy  Spirit,  Joy  divine, 
Gladden  Thou  this  heart  of  mine ; 
In  the  desert  ways  I  sing, 

"Spring,  0  Well,  forever  spring!" 
11.  — Samuel  Longfellow. 


XXL 

IMMORTAL  Love,  forever  full, 
Forever  flowing  free, 
Forever  shared,  forever  whole, 
A  never-ebbing  sea! 

2  Our  outward  lips  confess  the  name 
All  other  names  above; 
Love  only  knoweth  whence  it  came 
And  comprehendeth  love. 

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3  We  may  not  climb  the  heavenly  steeps 

To  bring  the  Lord  Christ  down; 
In  vain  we  search  the  lowest  deeps, 
For  Him  no  depths  can  drown; 

4  But  warm,  sweet,  tender,  even  yet 

A  present  Help  is  He; 
And  faith  has  still  its  Olivet, 
And  love  its  Galilee. 

5  The  healing  of  His  seamless  dress 

Is  by  our  beds  of  pain; 
We  touch  Him  in  life's  throng  and  press, 
And  we  are  whole  again. 

G  Through  Him  the  first  fond  prayers  are  said 
Our  lips  of  childhood  frame; 
The  last  low  whispers  of  our  dead 
Are  burdened  with  His  name. 

7  Alone,  0  Love  ineffable, 

Thy  saving  name  is  given  : 
To  turn  aside  from  Thee  is  hell, 
To  walk  with  Thee  is  heaven. 
2.5.6.10.11.  — John  Greerileaf  Wliittier. 

XXII. 

JUDGE  eternal,  throned  in  splendor, 
Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings, 
AVith  Thy  living  fire  of  judgment 

Purge  this  land  of  bitter  things: 
Solace  all  its  wide  dominion 
With  the  healing  of  Thy  wings. 

2  Still  the  weary  folk  are  pining 

For  the  hour  that  brings  release; 

And  the  city's  crowded  clangor 
Cries  aloud  for  sin  to  cease ; 

And  the  homesteads  and  the  woodlands 
Plead  in  silence  for  their  peace. 

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3  Crown,  0  Lord,  our  own  endeavor; 

Cleave  our  darkness  with  Thy  sword: 
Feed  the  faint  and  hungry  heathen 
With  the  richness  of  Thy  Word : 
Cleanse  the  body  of  this  nation 
Through  the  glory  of  the  Lord. 
5.11.  — Henry  Scott  Holland. 

XXIII. 

LET  all  the  world  in  every  corner  sing, 
My  God  and  King ! 
The  heavens  are  not  too  high, 
His  praise  may  thither  fly ; 
The  earth  is  not  too  low, 
His  praises  there  may  grow. 
Let  all  the  world  in  every  corner  sing, 
My  God  and  King ! 

2  Let  all  the  world  in  every  corner  sing, 
My  God  and  King ! 
The  Church  with  psalms  must  shout, 
Xo  door  can  keep  them  out; 
But  above  all,  the  heart 
Must  bear  the  longest  part. 
Let  all  the  world  in  every  corner  sing, 
My  God  and  King! 
3.4.5.7.11.  —George  Herbert. 

XXIV. 

LIFT  up  your  heads,  ye  gates  of  brass; 
Ye  bars  of  iron,  yield, 
And  let  the  King  of  glory  pass : 
The  Cross  is  in  the  field. 

2  That  banner,  brighter  than  the  star 
That  leads  the  train  of  night, 
Shines  on  their  march,  and  guides  from  far 
His  servants  to  the  fight. 

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3  A  holy  war  those  servants  wage; 

Mysteriously  at  strife, 
The  powers  of  heaven  and  hell  engage 
For  more  than  death  or  life. 

4  Ye  armies  of  the  living  God, 

His  sacramental  host! 
Where  hallowed  footsteps  never  trod, 
Take  your  appointed  post. 

o  Though  few  and  small  and  weak  your  bands, 
Strong  in  your  Captain's  strength, 
Go  to  the  conquest  of  all  lands, 
All  must  be  His  at  length. 

6  Uplifted  are  the  gates  of  brass, 
The  bars  of  iron  yield ; 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  pass : 
The  Cross  hath  won  the  field. 
1.2.3.4.5.6.10.11.  —J.  Montgomery. 

XXV. 

LIGHT  of  the  world  we  hail  Thee, 
Flushing  the  eastern  skies; 
Xever  shall  darkness  veil  Thee 

Again  from  human  eyes ; 
Too  long,  alas !  withholden, 

Xow  spread  from  shore  to  shore ; 
Thy  light,  so  glad  and  golden, 
Shall  set  on  earth  no  more. 

2  Light  of  the  world,  Thy  beauty 

Steals  into  every  heart, 
And  glorifies  with  duty 

Life's  poorest,  humblest  part; 
Thou  robest  in  Thy  splendor 

The  simple  ways  of  men, 
And  helpest  them  to  render 

Light  back  to  Thee  again. 

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3  Light  of  the  world,  before  Thee 

Our  spirits  prostrate  fall; 
"We  worship,  we  adore  Thee, 

Thou  Light,  the  Life  of  all; 
With  Thee  is  no  forgetting 

Of  all  Thine  hand  hath  made ; 
Thy  rising  hath  no  setting. 

Thy  sunshine  hath  no  shade. 

4  Light  of  the  world,  illumine 

This  darkened  land  of  Thine, 
Till  everything  that's  human 

Be  filled  with  what's  divine; 
Till  every  tongue  and  nation, 

From  sin's  dominion  free, 
Rise  in  the  new  creation 

Which  springs  from  love  and  Thee. 
11.  — John  S.  B.  Monsell. 

XXVI. 

LORD,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray 
Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
0  hear  us  for  our  native  land, 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  0  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe; 

With  peace  our  borders  bless ; 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  Thee ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  Thee 

Our  country  we  commend; 
Be  Thou  her  Refuge  and  her  Trust, 
Her  everlasting  Friend. 
5.10.  — Jolin  Reynell  Wreford. 

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XXVII. 

MY  spirit  longs  for  Thee 
Within  my  troubled  breast, 
Though  I  unworthy  be 
Of  so  divine  a  Guest. 

2  Of  so  divine  a  Guest 

Unworthy  though  I  be, 
Yet  has  my  heart  no  rest 
Unless  it  come  from  Thee. 

3  Unless  it  come  from  Thee, 

In  vain  I  look  around; 
In  all  that  I  can  see 
No  rest  is  to  be  found. 

4  No  rest  is  to  be  found 

But  in  Thy  blessed  love: 
0  let  my  wish  be  crowned, 
And  send  it  from  above ! 
4.5.7.  — John  Byrom. 

XXVIII. 

NOW  that  the  daylight  fills  the  sky, 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  God  on  high, 
That  He,  in  all  we  do  or  say, 
Would  keep  us  free  from  harm  to-day ; 

2  Would  guard  our  hearts  and  tongues  from  strife ; 
From  anger's  din  would  hide  our  life ; 

From  all  ill  sights  would  turn  our  eyes ; 
Would  close  our  ears  from  vanities: 

3  Would  keep  our  inmosi  conscience  pure; 
Our  souls  from  folly  would  secure; 
Would  bid  us  chock  the  pride  of  Bense 
With  due  and  holy  abstinence. 

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4  So  we,  when  this  new  day  is  gone, 
And  night  in  turn  is  drawing  on, 
With  conscience  by  the  world  unstained 
Shall  praise  His  name  for  victory  gained. 

5  All  laud  to  God  the  Father  be ; 
All  praise,  eternal  Son,  to  Thee ; 
All  glory,  as  is  ever  meet, 

To  God  the  holy  Paraclete.    Amen. 
3. 4.5. G. 7.  — Jam  lucis  orto  side  re,  tr.  by  J.  M.  Neale. 

XXIX. 

OJESr,  King  most  wonderful, 
Thou  Conqueror  renowned, 
Thou  Sweetness  most  ineffable, 
In  whom  all  joys  are  found ! 

2  AVhen  once  Thou  visitest  the  heart, 

Then  truth  begins  to  shine, 
Then  earthly  vanities  depart; 
Then  kindles  love  divine. 

3  0  Jesu,  Light  of  all  below, 

Thou  Fount  of  living  fire, 
Surpassing  all  the  joys  we  know, 
And  all  we  can  desire : 

4  Jesu,  may  all  confes's  Thy  name, 

Thy  wondrous  love  adore, 
And  seeking  Thee,  their  hearts  inflame 
To  seek  Thee  more  and  more. 

5  Thee,  Jesu,  may  our  voices  bless, 

Thee  may  we  love  alone, 
And  ever  in  our  lives  express 
The  image  of  Thine  own. 
— Bernard  of  Clairvaux,  tr.  by  Edward  Caswall 
3.4.5.6.7.10.11. 

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XXX. 

OJESTJ,  Lord  of  light  and  grace. 
Thou  brightness  of  the  Father's  face, 
Thou  Fountain  of  eternal  light, 
True  day,  dispersing  shades  of  night; 

2  Come,  very  Sun  of  heavenly  love, 
Come  in  Thy  radiance  from  above, 
And  shed  the  Holy  Spirit's  ray 

On  every  thought  and  sense  to-day. 

3  So  we  the  Father's  help  will  claim. 
And  sing  the  Father's  glorious  name, 
And  His  almighty  grace  implore 
That  we  may  stand,  to  fall  no  more. 

4  May  He  our  actions  deign  to  bless, 
And  quench  the  darts  of  wickedness; 
In  life's  rough  ways  our  feet  defend, 
And  grant  us  patience  to  the  end. 

5  May  faith,  deep  rooted  in  the  soul, 
Subdue  our  flesh,  our  minds  control; 
May  guile  depart  and  discord  cease. 
And  all  within  be  truth  and  peace. 

C)  So  let  us  gladly  pass  the  day. 

Our  thoughts  as  pure  as  morning  ray. 
Our  faith  as  noontide  glowing  bright. 
Our  minds  undimmed  by  shades  of  night. 

7  All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be 
All  praise,  eternal  Son,  to  Thee, 
Whom  with  the  Spirit  we  adore 
Forever  and  forevermore.     Amen. 

— St.  Ambrose,  tr.  by  John  Chandler, 
1.2.3.4.(5)6.(7)11. 

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XXXI. 

OLOKD,  with  toil  our  days  are  filled. 
They  rarely  leave  us  free; 
0  give  us  space  to  seek  for  grace, 
In  happy  thoughts  of  Thee ! 

2  Yet  hear  us,  little  though  we  ask. 

0  leave  us  not  alone; 
In  every  thought,  and  word,  and  task, 
Be  near  us,  though  unknown. 

3  Still  lead  us,  wandering  in  the  dark. 

Still  send  us  heavenly  food, 
And  mark,  as  none  on  earth  can  mark, 
Our  struggle  to  be  good. 
10.11.  —Alfred  C.  Ainger, 


XXXII. 

OLOVE  that  wilt  not  let  me  go, 
I  rest  my  weary  soul  in  Thee; 
I  give  Thee  back  the  life  I  owe. 
That  in  Thine  ocean  depths  its  flow- 
May  richer,  fuller  be. 

2  0  Light  that  followest  all  my  way, 

I  yield  my  flickering  torch  to  Thee 
My  heart  restores  its  borrowed  ray. 
That  in  Thy  sunshine's  blaze  its  day 

May  brighter,  fairer  be. 

3  0  Joy  that  seekest  me  through  pain, 

I  cannot  close  my  heart  to  Thee; 
I  trace  the  rainbow  through  the  rain. 
And  feel  the  promise  is  not  vain 

That  morn  shall  tearless  be. 

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4  0  Cross  that  liftest  up  my  head. 
I  dare  not  ask  to  fly  from  Thee; 
I  lay  in  dust  life's  glory  dead 
And  from  the  ground  there  blossoms  red 
Life  that  shall  endless  be. 
6.9.10.11.  — George  Matheson. 

XXXIII. 

OLOYE,  Who  formedst  me  to  wear 
The  image  of  Thy  Godhead  here ; 
Who  soughtest  me  with  tender  care 

Through  all  my  wanderings  wild  and  drear : 
0  Love,  I  give  myself  to  Thee, 
Thine  ever,  only  Thine  to  be. 

2  0  Love,  Who  once  in  time  wast  slain, 

Pierced  through  and  through  with  bitter  woe: 
0  Love,  who  wrestling  thus  didst  gain 
That  we  eternal  joy  might  know : 
0  Love,  I  give  .... 

3  0  Love,  of  Whom  is  truth  and  light. 

The  Word  and  Spirit,  life  and  power. 
Whose  heart  was  bared  to  them  that  smite. 
To  shield  us  in  our  trial  hour: 
0  Love,  I  give  .... 

I   0  Love,  Who  Lovest  me  for  aye 
Who  for  my  soul  dost  ever  plead, 
0  Love,  Who  didst  my  ransom  pay. 
Whose  power  sufneeth  in  my  stead  : 
()  Love,  I  give  .... 

5  0  Love,  Who  once  shalt  bid  me  rise 
From  out  this  dying  life  of  ours ; 
0  Love,  Who  once  above  yon  skies 
Shalt  set  me  in  the  fadeless  bowers: 
( )  Love,  I  give  .... 
3.4.5.6.  — •/.  Scheffler,  tr.  by  Catherine  Winkworth. 

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XXXIV. 

OXORTH,  with  all  thy  vales  of  green! 
0  South,  with  all  thy  palms ! 
From  peopled  towns  and  fields  between 

Uplift  the  voice  of  psalms. 
Raise,  ancient  East,  the  anthem  high, 
And  let  the  youthful  West  reply. 

2  Lo !  in  the  clouds  of  heaven  appears 

God's  well-beloved  Son ; 
He  brings  a  train  of  brighter  years, 

His  Kingdom  is  begun ; 
He  comes  the  guilty  world  to  bless 
With  mercy,  truth  and  righteousness. 

3  0  Father,  haste  the  promised  hour 

When  at  His  feet  shall  lie 
All  rule,  authority  and  power 

Beneath  the  ample  sky  : 
When  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 
The  Lord  of  every  human  soul ; 

4  When  all  shall  heed  the  words  He  said, 

Amid  their  daily  cares, 
And  by  the  loving  life  He  led 

Shall  strive  to  pattern  theirs; 
And  He  Who  conquered  death  shall  win 
The  mightier  conquest  over  sin. 
5.6.10.11.  — William  Cullen  Bryant. 

XXXV. 

OTHOU  not  made  with  hands, 
Xot  throned  above  the  skies, 
Xor  walled  with  shining  walls, 

Xor  framed  with  stones  of  price, 
More  bright  than  gold  or  gem, 
God's  own  Jerusalem  ! 

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2  Where'er  the  gentle  heart 

Finds  courage  from  above ; 
Where'er  the  heart  forsook 

Warms  with  the  breath  of  love; 
Where  faith  bids  fear  depart, 
City  of  God,  thou  art. 

3  Thou  art  where'er  the  proud 

In  humbleness  melts  down ; 
AVhere  self  itself  yields  up ; 

Where  martyrs  win  their  crown  : 
Where  faithful  souls  possess 
Themselves  in  perfect  peace  : 

4  Where  in  life's  common  ways 

With  cheerful  feet  we  go ; 
AVhere  in  His  steps  we  tread 

Who  trod  the  path  of  woe ; 
AVhere  He  is  in  the  heart, 
City  of  God,  thou  art. 

5  Not  throned  above  the  skies, 

Xor  golden-walled  afar, 
But  where  Christ's  two  or  three 

In  His  name  gathered  are, 
Be  in  the  midst  of  them, 
God's  own  Jerusalem. 
5.10.11.  — Francis  Turner  Palgrave. 

XXXYI. 

0  WHERE  are  kings  and  empires  now 
Of  old  that  went  and  came? 
But,  Lord,  Thy  Church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 

2  AAre  mark  her  goodly  battlements, 
And  her  foundations  Btrong  : 
AA^e  hear  within  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 

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3  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Thy  holy  Church,  0  God, 
Though  earthquake  shocks  are  threatening  her, 
And  tempests  are  abroad ; 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands, 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  with  hands. 
10.11.  — Altered  from  Bishop  Coxe. 

XXXVII. 

OX  wings  of  living  light, 
At  dawn  of  earliest  day, 
Came  down  the  angel  bright, 
And  rolled  the  stone  away. 
Your  voices  raise 

With  one  accord. 
To  bless  and  praise 
Your  risen  Lord ! 

2  Then  rose  from  death's  dark  gloom, 

Unseen  by  mortal  eye, 
Triumphant  o'er  the  tomb, 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky. 
Your  voices  raise 

With  one  accord, 
To  bless  and  praise 
Your  risen  Lord  ! 

3  Ye  children  of  the  light. 

Arise  with  Him,  arise! 
See.  how  the  Day-star  bright 
Is  burning  in  the  skies ! 
Your  voices  raise 

With  one  accord, 
To  bless  and  praise 
Your  risen  Lord ! 

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4  Leave  in  the  grave  beneath 
The  old  things  passed  away ; 
Buried  with  Him  in  death, 
0  live  with  Him  to-day ! 
Yonr  voices  raise 

With  one  accord, 
To  bless  and  praise 
Your  risen  Lord ! 
10.  — Bishop  William  Walsham  How, 

XXXVIII. 

PRAISE  the  Lord !  ye  heavens,  adore  Him ; 
Praise  Him,  angels  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  Him, 

Praise  Him,  all  ye  stars  and  light: 
Praise  the  Lord !  for  He  hath  spoken, 

Worlds  His  mighty  voice  obeyed; 
Laws,  which  never  shall  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  He  hath  made. 

2  Praise  the  Lord !  for  He  is  glorious ; 
Never  shall  His  promise  fail; 
God  hath  made  His  saints  victorious, 

Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 
Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high,  His  power  proclaim  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Laud  and  magnify  His  name  ! 
1.2.3.4.5.6.7.10.  —Anon. 

XXXIX. 

QUIET,  Lord,  my  Croward  heart: 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild. 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art — 

Make  me  as  a  weaned  child : 
From  distrust  and  envy  free. 
Pleased  with  all  thai  pleases  Thee. 

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2  What  Thou  shalt  today  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  Thy  wisdom  leave ; 
'Tis  enough  that  Thou  wilt  care : 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone; 
Let  me  thus  with  Thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 
1.2.7.10.11.  —John  Newton. 


XL. 

REST  of  the  weary, 
Joy  of  the  sad, 
Hope  of  the  dreary, 
Light  of  the  glad ; 
Home  of  the  stranger, 
Strength  to  the  end, 
Refuge  from  danger, 
Saviour  and  Friend : 

When  my  feet  stumble, 

I'll  to  Thee  cry, 
Crown  of  the  humble, 

Cross  of  the  high ; 
When  my  steps  wander, 

Over  me  bend, 
Truer  and  fonder, 

Saviour  and  Friend. 

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3  Thee  still  confessing 
Ever  I'll  raise 
Unto  Thee  blessing. 
Glory  and  praise: 
All  my  endeavor, 

World  without  end, 
Thine  to  be  ever, 
Saviour  and  Friend. 
1.5.6.8.10.  —John  S.  B.  Monsell 

XLI. 

RISE  up,  0  men  of  God ! 
Have  done  with  lesser  things ; 
Give  heart  and  soul  and  mind  and  strength 
To  serve  the  King  of  kings. 

2  Eise  up.  0  men  of  God ! 

His  Kingdom  tarries  long. 
Bring  in  the  day  of  brotherhood, 
And  end  the  night  of  wrong. 

3  Eise  up,  0  men  of  God ! 

The  Church  for  you  doth  wait. 
Her  strength  unequal  to  her  task — 
Eise  up,  and  make  her  great ! 

4  Lift  high  the  cross  of  Christ ! 

Tread  where  His  feet  have  trod : 
As  brothers  of  the  Son  of  Man 
Eise  up,  0  men  of  God ! 
10.  — William  Pierson  Merrill. 

XLII. 

SOLDIERS,  who  are  Christ's  below, 
St  long  in  faith  resist  the  foe: 
Boundless  is  the  pledged  reward 
Unto  them  who  serve  the  Lord. 

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2  Tis  no  palm  of  fading  leaves 
That  the  conqueror's  hand  receives; 
Joys  are  his,  serene  and  pure, 
Light  that  ever  shall  endure. 

3  For  the  souls  that  overcome 
Waits  the  beauteous  heavenly  home, 
Where  the  blessed  evermore 
Tread  on  high  the  starry  floor. 

4  Passing  soon  and  little  worth 

Are  the  things  that  tempt  on  earth ; 
Hevenward  lift  thy  soul's  regard; 
God  Himself  is  thv  reward. 


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3.4.5.6.7.8. 


Father,  Who  the  crown  dost  give, 
Saviour,  by  Whose  death  we  live, 
Spirit,  Who  our  hearts  dost  raise, 
Three  in  One,  Thy  name  we  praise. 
— Pugnate,  Christi  milites,  tr.  by  J.  H.  Clark. 

XLTII. 

SOMETIMES  a  light  surprises 
The  Christian  while  he  sings; 
It  is  the  Lord  Who  rises 

With  healing  in  His  wings: 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 
To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say. 
E'en  let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring-  with  it  what  it  may  ! 

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3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 

But  He  will  bear  us  through ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing 

"Will  clothe  His  people  too; 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens 

Xo  creature  but  is  fed ; 
And  He  who  feeds  the  ravens 

Will  give  His  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 

Their  wonted  fruit  shall  bear, 
Though  all  the  field  should  wither, 

Xor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there : 
Yet  God,  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice; 
For,  while  in  Him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 
1.2.7.10.11.  — William  Cowper. 

XLIV. 

SOX  of  God.  eternal  Saviour, 
Source  of  light  and  truth  and  grace. 
Son  of  Man.  "Whose  birth  incarnate 

Hallows  all  our  human  race: 
Thou,  our  Head,  Who  throned  in  glory. 

For  Thine  own  dost  ever  plead, 
Fill  ns  with  Thy  love  and  pit  v. 

Heal  our  wrongs,  and  help  our  need. 

2  As  Thou.  Lord,  hast  lived  for  others, 

So  may  we  for  others  live ; 
Freely  have  Thy  gifts  been  granted  : 

Freely  may  Thy  servants  give. 
Thine  the  gold  and  Thine  the  silver, 

Thine  the  wealth  of  land  and  sen. 
We  but  Btewards  of  Thy  bounty. 

Held  in  solemn  trust  for  Thee. 


3  Come,  0  Christ,  and  reign  among  us, 

King  of  love,  and  Prince  of  peace, 
Hush  the  storm  of  strife  and  passion, 

Bid  its  cruel  discords  cease ; 
By  Thy  patient  years  of  toiling, 

By  Thy  silent  hours  of  pain, 
Quench  our  fevered  thirst  of  pleasure, 

Shame  our  selfish  greed  of  gain. 

4  Ah,  the  past  is  dark  behind  us, 

Strewn  with  wrecks  and  stained  with  blood ; 
But  before  us  gleams  the  vision 

Of  the  coming  brotherhood. 
See  the  Christlike  host  advancing. 

High  and  lowly,  great  and  small, 
Linked  in  bonds  of  common  service 

For  the  common  Lord  of  all. 

5  Son  of  God,  eternal  Saviour, 

Source  of  light  and  truth  and  grace — 
Son  of  Man,  Whose  birth  incarnate 

Hallows  all  our  human  race — 
Thou  Who  prayedst,  Thou  "Who  wiliest 

That  Thy  people  should  be  one ; 
Grant,  0  grant  our  hope's  fruition, 

Here  on  earth  Thy  will  be  done. 
5.  : — S.  C.  Lowry. 

XLV. 

SUMMER  suns  are  glowing 
Over  land  and  sea, 
Happy  light  is  flowing, 

Bountiful  and  free. 
Everything  rejoices 

In  the  mellow  rays. 
All  earth's  thousand  voices 
Swell  the  psalm  of  praise. 

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2  God's  free  mercy  streameth 

Over  all  the  world, 
And  His  banner  gleameth, 

Everywhere  unfurled. 
Broad  and  deep  and  glorious, 

As  the  heaven  above, 
Shines  in  might  victorious 

His  eternal  love. 

3  Lord,  upon  our  blindness 

Thy  pure  radiance  pour ; 
For  Thy  loving  kindness 

Make  us  love  Thee  more. 
And  when  clouds  are  drifting 

Dark  across  our  sky, 
Then  the  veil  uplifting, 

Father,  be  Thou  nigh. 

4  We  will  never  doubt  Thee, 

Though  Thou  veil  Thy  light : 
Life  is  dark  without  Thee; 

Death  with  Thee  is  bright. 
Light  of  light !  shine  o'er  us 

On  our  pilgrim  way, 
Go  Thou  still  before  us 

To  the  endless  day. 

6.8.10.11.  —Bishop  William  Walsham  How 


XLVI. 

Til  E  day  Thou  gavest,  Lord,  is  ended. 
The  darkness  falls  at  Thy  behest  : 
To  Thee  our  morning  hymns  ascended, 

Thy  praise  shall  sanctify  our  rest. 


2  We  thank  Thee  that  Thy  Church  unsleeping. 

While  earth  rolls  onward  into  light, 
Through  all  the  world  her  watch  is  keeping. 
And  rests  not  now  by  day  or  night. 

3  As  o'er  each  continent  and  island 

The  dawn  leads  on  another  day, 
The  voice  of  prayer  is  never  silent, 
Xor  dies  the  strain  of  praise  away. 

-±  The  sun  that  bids  us  rest  is  waking 

Our  brethren  'neath  the  western  sky, 

And  hour  by  hour  fresh  lips  are  making 

Thy  wondrous  doing  heard  on  high. 

5  So  be  it,  Lord ;  Thy  throne  shall  never, 
Like  earth's  proud  empires,  pass  away ; 
Thy  Kingdom  stands,  and  grows  forever, 
Till  all  Thy  creatures  own  Thy  sway. 
2.3.4.5.6.7.9.10.11.  —J.  Ellerton. 

XLVII. 

THE  glory  of  the  spring,  how  sweet, 
The  new-born  life  how  glad ; 
What  joy  the  happy  earth  to  greet, 

In  new,  bright  raiment  clad. 
Divine  Renewer,  Thee  I  bless ; 

I  greet  Thy  going  forth ; 
I  love  Thee  in  the  loveliness 
Of  Thy  renewed  earth. 

2  But  0  these  wonders  of  Thy  grace, 

These  nobler  works  of  Thine, 
These  marvels  sweeter  far  to  trace, 
•    These  new-births  more  divine, 
This  new-born  glow  of  faith  so  strong, 

This  bloom  of  love  so  fair, 
This  new-born  ecstasy  of  song, 

And  fragrancy  of  prayer! 

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3  Creator  Spirit,  work  in  me 

These  wonders  sweet  of  Thine, 
Divine  Eenewer,  graciously 
Renew  this  heart  of  mine. 
Still  let  new  life  and  strength  upspring, 

Still  let  new  joy  be  given ; 
And  grant  the  glad  new  song  to  ring 
Through  the  new  earth  and  heaven. 
10.11.  — Thomas  Hornblower  Gill. 

XLVIII. 

THE  sands  of  time  are  sinking, 
The  dawn  of  heaven  breaks. 
The  summer  morn  I've  sighed  for, 

The  fair,  sweet  morn  awakes. 
Dark,  dark  hath  been  the  midnight. 

But  day-spring  is  at  hand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwell eth 
In  Immanuel's  land. 

2  0,  Christ  He  is  the  Fountain, 

The  deep  sweet  well  of  love ! 
The  streams  of  earth  I've  tasted — 

More  deep  I'll  drink  above ! 
There  to  an  ocean  fullness 

His  mercy  doth  expand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

3  With  mercy  and  with  judgment 

My  web  of  time  He  wove. 
And  aye  the  dews  of  Borrow 

Were  brightened  with  His  love: 
I'll  bless  the  Hand  thai  guided, 

I'll  bless  the  Heart  that  planned. 
When  throned  where  glory  dwelleth 

1 1)  I  mmanuel's  land. 

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4  The  bride  eyes  not  her  garment, 
But  her  dear  bridegroom's  face; 
I  will  not  gaze  at  glory, 

But  on  my  King  of  grace ; 
Not  at  the  crown  He  giveth, 
But  on  His  pierced  hand : 
The  Lamb  is  all  the  glory 
Of  Immanuel's  land. 
1.2.6.10.11.  — Anne  Ross  Cousin. 

XLIX. 

THROUGH  centuries  of  sin  and  woe 
Hath  streamed  the  crimson  flood, 
While  man,  in  concert  with  the  foe, 

Hath  shed  his  brother's  blood. 
Now  lift  Thy  banner,  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  let  the  cruel  war-cry  cease. 

2  In  vain,  'mid  clamors  rude  and  loud, 

Thy  servants  seek  repose ; 
See,  day  by  day,  the  strife  renewed, 

And  brethren  turned  to  foes : 
Lift  high  Thy  banner,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Let  hatred  die,  and  love  increase. 

3  Thy  Gospel,  Lord,  is  grace  and  love ; 

0  send  it  all  abroad, 
Till  every  heart  submissive  prove, 

And  bless  the  reigning  God. 
Come,  lift  Thy  banner,  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  give  the  weary  world  release. 
10.  — John  Hampden  Gurney. 

L. 

WAKEN  !  Christian  children, 
Up  and  let  us  sing-. 
With  glad  voice  the  praises 
Of  our  new-born  King. 

GO 


2  Come,  nor  fear  to  seek  Him. 
Children  Though  we  be ; 
Once  He  said  of  children, 
"Let  them  come  to  Me." 


3  In  a  manger  lowly, 

Sleeps  the  heavenly  Child 
O'er  Him  fondly  bendeth 
Mary,  mother  mild. 


4  Far  above  that  stable, 
Up  in  heaven  so  high, 
One  bright  star  outshineth, 
Watching  silently. 


5  Fear  not.  then,  to  enter, 

Though  we  cannot  bring 
Gold,  or  myrrh,  or  incense 
Fitting  for  a  King. 

6  Gifts  He  asketh  richer. 

Offerings  costlier  still, 
Yet  may  Christian  children 
Bring  them  if  they  will. 

7  Brighter  than  all  jewels 

Shines  the  modest  eye ; 
Best  of  gifts  He  loveth 
Childlike  purity. 

8  Haste  we  then  to  welcome 

With  a  joyous  lay 
Christ  the  King  of  glory 
Born  for  us  to-day. 
2.8.10.  —  S.  C.  Hamerton. 

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LI. 


WE  have  not  known  Thee  as  we  ought, 
Xor  learned  Thy  wisdom,  grace  and  power : 
The  things  of  earth  have  filled  our  thought ; 
The  trifles  of  the  passing  hour. 

Lord,  give  us  light  Thy  truth  to  see, 
And  make  us  wise  in  knowing  Thee. 

2  We  have  not  feared  Thee  as  we  ought, 

Xor  bowed  beneath  Thine  awful  eye, 
Xor  guarded  deed  and  word,  and  thought, 
Remembering  that  God  was  nigh. 

Lord,  give  us  faith  to  know  Thee  near, 
And  grant  the  grace  of  holy  fear. 

3  We  have  not  loved  Thee  as  we  ought, 

Xor  cared  that  we  are  loved  by  Thee ; 
Thy  presence  we  have  coldly  sought — 

But  feebly  longed  Thy  face  to  see. 
Lord,  give  a  pure  and  loving  heart 
To  feel  and  own  the  Love  Thou  art. 

4  We  have  not  served  Thee  as  we  ought, 

Alas  !  the  duties  left  undone — 
The  work  with  little  fervor  wrought — 

The  battles  lost,  or  scarcely  won ! 

Lord,  give  the  zeal  and  give  the  might, 
For  Thee  to  toil,  for  Thee  to  fight. 

5  When  shall  we  know  Thee  as  we  ought, 

And  fear,  and  love,  and  serve  aright  ? 
When  shall  we  out  of  trial  brought 

Be  perfect  in  the  land  of  light  ? 
Lord,  may  we  day  by  day  prepare 
To  see  Thy  face,  and  serve  Thee  there. 

3.6.  — Thomas  Benson  Pollock. 


LII. 

WE  plough  the  fields,  and  scatter 
The  good  seed  on  the  land, 
But  it  is  fed  and  watered 

By  God's  almighty  hand. 
He  sends  the  snow  in  winter, 

The  warmth  to  swell  the  grain, 
The  breezes  and  the  sunshine, 
And  soft  refreshing  rain. 

Refrain. 

All  good  gifts  around  us 

Are  sent  from  heaven  above ; 
Then  thank  the  Lord,  0  thank  the  Lord, 

For  all  His  love. 

2  He  only  is  the  Maker 

Of  all  things  near  and  far. 
He  paints  the  wayside  flower. 

He  lights  the  evening  star. 
The  winds  and  waves  obey  Him, 

By  Him  the  birds  are  fed ; 
Much  more  to  us,  His  children, 

He  gives  our  daily  bread. 

Refrain.    All  good  gifts  .   .   . 

3  We  thank  Thee,  then,  0  Father. 

For  all  things  bright  and  good ; 
The  seed-time  and  the  harvest. 

Our  life,  our  health,  our  food. 
Xo  gifts  have  we  to  offer 

For  all  Thy  love  imparts, 
But  that  which  Thou  desirest, 

Our  humble,  thankful  hearts. 

Refrain.    All  good  gifts  .   .  . 

— M.  Claudius.  Ir.  by  Jane  M.  Campbell. 
2.3.4.5.0.7.8.10. 11. 

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LIU. 

WE  saw  Thee  not  when  Thou  didst  come 
To  this  poor  world  of  sin  and  death, 
Xor  e'er  beheld  Thy  cottage  home 

In  that  despised  Xazareth ; 
But  we  believe  Thy  footsteps  trod 
Its  streets  and  plains,  Thou  Son  of  God. 

2  We  did  not  see  Thee  lifted  high 

Amid  that  wild  and  savage  crew, 
Xor  heard  Thy  meek  imploring  cry, 

"Forgive,  they  know  not  what  they  do" ; 
Yet  we  believe  the  deed  was  done 
Which  shook  the  earth  and  veiled  the  sun. 

3  "We  stood  not  by  the  empty  tomb 

Where  late  Thy  sacred  body  lay, 
Xor  sat  within  that  upper  room, 

Xor  met  Thee  in  the  open  way ; 
But  we  believe  that  angels  said, 
"Why  seek  the  living  with  the  dead  ?" 

4  We  did  not  mark  the  chosen  few 

When  Thou  didst  in  the  cloud  ascend, 
First  lift  to  heaven  their  wondering  view, 

Then  to  the  earth  all  prostrate  bend ; 
Yet  we  believe  that  mortal  eyes 
From  that  far  mountain  saw  Thee  rise. 

5  And  now  that  Thou  dost  reign  on  high, 

And  thence  Thy  waiting  people  bless, 
Xo  ray  of  glory  from  the  sky 

Doth  shine  upon  our  wilderness ; 
But  we  believe  Thy  faithful  word, 
And  trust  in  our  redeeming  Lord. 
1.2.3.4.5.6.10.  — John  Hampden  Gurncy. 

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LIV. 

WHEN  wilt  Thou  save  the  people? 
0  God  of  mercy,  when  ? 
The  people,  Lord,  the  people, 

Xot  thrones  and  crowns,  but  men ! 
Flowers  of  Thy  heart,  0  God,  are  the)', 
Let  them  not  pass,  like  weeds,  away — 
Their  heritage  a  sunless  day — 
God  save  the  people  ! 

2  Shall  crime  bring  crime  forever, 

Strength  aiding  still  the  strong? 
Is  it  Thy  will,  0  Father, 

That  man  shall  toil  for  wrong  ? 
"No/'  say  Thy  mountains ;  "No,"  Thy  skies; 
Man's  clouded  sun  shall  brightly  rise, 
And  songs  be  heard  instead  of  sighs. 
God  save  the  people  ! 

3  When  wilt  Thou  save  the  people  ? 

0  God  of  mercy,  when  ? 
The  people,  Lord,  the  people, 

Not  thrones  and  crowns,  but  men ! 
God  save  the  people ;  Thine  they  are, 
Thy  children,  as  Thy  angels  fair; 
From  vice,  oppression  and  despair, 
God  save  the  people  ! 
5.10.11.  —Ebenezer  Elliott, 

LV. 

WHERE  the  light  forever  shineth, 
Where  no  storm  ariseth  more, 
There  the  Saviour  meets  His  loved  ones 
On  the  shore. 

2  They  nor  thirst  nor  suffer  hunger, 
All  their  tears  are  wiped  away, 
Nighl  lias  passed,  and  they  have  entered 
Endless  day. 

05 


3  Surely  He,  the  mighty  Worker, 

He  Who  slumbers  not  nor  sleeps, 
Leaveth  not  in  useless  silence 
Those  He  keeps. 

4  They  who  bravely  toiled  amongst  us 

We  believe  are  working  still, 
Where  no  disappointment  hinders, 
Xo  self-will. 

5  Lo  !  from  earth's  imperfect  labor 

He  hath  called  them  to  His  feet, 
There  to  work  where  free  from  failure, 
Work  is  sweet. 

6  We  can  spare  them,  loving  Saviour, 

For  we  know  Thou  guardest  well 
Those  who  now,  with  all  the  ransomed, 
Sinless  dwell. 

7  Grant  that  we  with  them  Thy  loved  ones, 

Whom  by  faith  we  still  can  see, 
May,  wThen  life's  great  morning  dawneth, 
Follow  Thee. 
6.  — Anon. 


LVL 

YE  holy  angels  bright, 
Who  wait  at  God's  right  hand, 
Or  through  the  realms  of  light 
Fly  at  your  Lord's  command, 
Assist  our  song, 
Or  else  the  theme 
Too  high  doth  seem 
For  mortal  tongue. 

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2  Ye  blessed  souls  at  rest, 

Who  ran  this  earthly  race, 
And  now,  from  sin  released, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face, 
His  praises  sound 
As  in  His  sight 
With  sweet  delight 
Ye  do  abound. 

3  Ye  saints,  who  toil  below, 

Adore  your  heavenly  King, 
And  onward  as  ye  go, 

Some  joyful  anthem  sing; 
Take  what  He  gives, 
And  praise  Him  still, 
Through  good  and  ill, 
Who  ever  lives ! 

4  My  soul,  bear  thou  thy  part, 

Triumph  in  God  above, 
And  with  a  well-tuned  heart 
Sing  thou  the  songs  of  love ! 
Let  all  thy  days 
Till  life  shall  end, 
Whate'er  He  send, 
Be  filled  with  praise ! 
3.4.5.6.7.10.11.  —Richard  Baxter 


Y 


LYII. 


E  sons  and  daughters  of  the  King, 


Whom  heavenly  hosts  in  glory  sing. 
To-day  the  grave  hath  lost  its  sting. 

Alleluia ! 

2  On  that  first  morning  of  the  week. 
Before  the  day  began  to  break, 
The  Marys  went  their  Lord  to  seek. 

Alleluia! 

07 


3  An  angel  bade  their  sorrow  flee, 
For  thus  he  spake  unto  the  three : 
"Your  Lord  is  gone  to  Galilee." 

Alleluia ! 

4  That  night  the  Apostles  met  in  fear, 
Amidst  them  came  their  Lord  most  dear, 
And  said,  "Peace  be  unto  you  here." 

Alleluia ! 

5  When  Thomas  afterwards  had  heard 
That  Jesus  had  fulfilled  His  word, 
He  doubted  if  it  were  the  Lord. 

Alleluia ! 

6  "Thomas,  behold  My  side,"  saith  He ; 
"My  hands,  My  feet,  My  body  see ; 
And  doubt  not,  but  believe  in  Me." 

Alleluia ! 

7  No  longer  Thomas  then  denied; 

He  saw  the  hands,  the  feet,  the  side ; 
"Thou  art  my  Lord  and  God,"  he  cried. 

Alleluia ! 

8  Blessed  are  they  that  have  not  seen, 
And  yet  whose  faith  hath  constant  been, 
In  life  eternal  they  shall  reign. 

Alleluia ! 

9  On  this  most  holy  day  of  days, 

To  God  your  hearts  and  voices  raise 
In  laud  and  jubilee  and  praise. 

Alleluia ! 

10  And  we  with  holy  Church  unite, 
As  evermore  is  just  and  right, 
In  glory  to  the  King  of  Light. 

Alleluia! 

3.4.5.6.'}'.  0  filii  et  filiae,  ir.  by  John  Mason  Neale. 

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LVIII. 

DKAIi  Lord  and  Father  of  mankind, 
Forgive  our  foolish  ways  ! 
lieelothe  us  in  our  rightful  mind. 
In  purer  lives  Thy  service  find, 
In  deeper  reverence,  praise. 

2  In  simple  trust  like  theirs  who  heard 

Beside  the  Syrian  sea 
The  gracious  calling  of  the  Lord. 
Let  us,  like  them,  without  a  word, 

Eise  up  and  follow  Thee. 

3  0  sabbath  rest  of  Galilee ! 

0  calm  of  hills  above, 
Where  Jesus  knelt  to  share  with  Thee 
The  silence  of  eternity. 

Interpreted  by  love ! 

-i  With  that  deep  hush  subduing  all 
Our  words  and  works  that  drown 

The  tender  whisper  of  Thy  call. 

As  noiseless  let  Thy  blessing  fall 
As  fell  Thy  manna  down. 

5  Drop  Thy  still  dews  of  quietness, 

Till  all  our  strivings  cease ; 
Take  from  our  souls  the  strain  and  stress, 
And  let  our  ordered  lives  confess 

The  beauty  of  Thy  peace. 

6  Breathe  through  the  heats  of  our  desire 

Thy  coolness  and  Thy  halm  : 
Let  sense  be  dumb,  let  flesh  retire; 
Speak  through  the  earthquake,  wind,  and  fire, 

( >  -nil  small  Voice  of  calm  ! 

5.6.10.11.  —John  Greenleaf  Whittier 

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LIX. 

ETERNAL  Ruler  of  the  ceaseless  round 
Of  circling  planets  singing  0n  their  way; 
Guide  of  the  nations  from  the  night  profound, 

Into  the  glory  of  the  perfect  day  : 
Rule  in  our  hearts,  that  we  may  ever  be 
Guided  and  strengthened  and  upheld  by  Thee. 

2  We  are  of  Thee,  the  children  of  Thy  love, 

The  brothers  of  Thy  well-beloved  Son; 
Descend,  0  Holy  Spirit,  like  a  dove 

Into  our  hearts  that  we  may  be  as  one: 
As  one  with  Thee,  to  whom  we  ever  tend, 
As  one  with  Him,  our  Brother  and  our  Friend. 

3  We  would  be  one  in  hatred  of  all  wrong, 

One  in  our  love  of  all  things  sweet  and  fair; 
One  with  the  joy  that  breaketh  into  song, 

One  with  the  grief  that  trembles  into  prayer ; 
One  in  the  power  that  makes  Thy  children  free 
To  follow  truth,  and  thus  to  follow  Thee. 

4  0  clothe  us  with  Thy  heavenly  armour,  Lord, 

Thy  trusty  shield.  Thy  sword  of  love  divine. 
Our  inspiration  be  Thy  constant  Word  : 

We  ask  no  victories  that  are  not  Thine. 
Give  oi"  withhold,  let  pain  or  pleasure  be; 
Enough  to  know  that  we  arc  serving  Thee. 
10.11.  —John  W.  Chadwich 

L.X. 

JESUS,  holiest,  tenderest,  dearest, 
loveliest,  lowliest,  most  sublime! 
Glorious  King  of  kings,  yet  nearest 
To  Thy  people  through  all  time. 

Still  abiding- 
Mighty  in  each  age.  each  clime. 

TO 


2  Change,  bo  potent  through  the  ages. 
Hath  put  forth  no  power  on  Thee ; 
Sages  have  supplanted  sages, 

Thrones  have  been  and  ceased  to  be: 

Still  Thou  teachest. 
Still  abides  Thv  sovereignty. 


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3  Ages  pass,  but  Thou  maintainest  . 
Thy  sweet  sway,  Lord  Jesus,  now ; 
Freedom  grows,  but  still  Thou  reignest; 
Light  spreads  round,  still  shinest  Thou. 

Souls  most  lofty 
To  Thy  gracious  sceptre  bow. 

-t  Never  was  our  Helper  nearer 

In  the  strife  with  sin  and  wrong; 
Xever  was  our  Brother  dearer, 
Never  was  our  King  more  strong; 

Xever  hehTst  Thou 
Fuller  sway  o'er  life  and  song. 

5   Still  the  same,  but  more  victorious. 
With  a  wider,  deeper  sway : 
Lord  than  yesterday  more  glorious. 
King  more  mighty  than  to-day; 


Thus  forever ! 
mr  Life,  our  Si 
10.11.  — Thomas  Hornblower  Gill. 


More  our  Life,  our  Strength,  our  Stay! 


LXI. 

0    MASTER,  lei  me  walk  with  Thee 
In  lowly  paths  of  service  free : 
Teach  me  Thv  secret,  help  me  bear 
The  strain  of  toil,  the  frei  of  care, 

2    Help  me  the  slow  of  heart  to  move 
With  one  clear  winning  word  of  love; 
Teach  in*1  the  wayward  feel  to  stay, 
And  guide  them  in  the  homeward  way. 


3  Teach  me  Thy  patience;  still  with  Thee 
In  closer,  dearer  company, 

In  work  that  keeps  faith  sweet  and  strong. 
In  trust  that  triumphs  over  wrong, 

4  In  hope  that  sends  a  shining  ray 

Far  down  the  future's  broadening  way, 
In  peace  that  only  Thou  canst  give, 
With  Thee,  0  Master,  let  me  live. 
6.10.11.  — Washington  Gladden. 

LXIL 

0  WHERE  is  He  that  trod  the  sea  ? 
()  where  is  He  that  spake — 
And  demons  from  their  victims  flee, 

The  dead  their  slumbers  break; 
The  palsied  rise  in  freedom  strong, 

The  dumb  men  talk  and  sing, 
And  from  blind  eyes  benighted  long 
Bright  beams  of  morning  spring. 

2  0  where  is  He  that  trod  the  sea? 

'Tis  only  He  can  save ; 
To  thousands  hungering  wearily 

A  wondrous  meal  He  gave ; 
Full  soon,  with  food  celestial  fed 

Their  mystic  fare  they  take ; 
'Twas  springtide  when  He  blest  the  bread. 

And  harvest  when  He  brake. 

3  0  where  is  He  that  trod  the  sea  ? 

My  soul,  the  Lord  is  here : 
Let  all  thy  fears  be  hushed  in  thee; 

To  leap,  to  look,  to  hear 
Be  thine:  thy  needs  He'll  satisfy. 

Art  thou  diseased  or  dumb? 
Or  dost  thou  in  thy  hunger  cry? 
"I  come"  saith  Christ,  "I  come." 
10.  — Thomas  Toke  Lynch. 

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LXIIL 

THROUGH  the  love  of  God  our  Saviour, 
All  will  be  well ; 
Free  and  changeless  is  His  favor, 

All,  all  is  well. 
Precious  is  the  Blood  that  healed  us, 
Perfect  is  the  grace  that  sealed  us, 
Strong  the  hand  stretched  out  to  shield  us ; 
All  must  be  well. 

2  Though  we  pass  through  tribulation, 

All  will  be  well ; 
Ours  is  such  a  full  salvation, 

All,  all  is  well. 
Happy  still  in  God  confiding ; 
Fruitful,  if  in  Christ  abiding- 
Holy,  through  the  Spirit's  guiding: 

All  must  be  well. 

3  We  expect  a  bright  to-morrow : 

All  will  be  well. 
Faith  can  sing  through  days  of  sorrow, 

All,  all  is  well. 
On  our  Father's  love  relying; 
Jesus  every  need  supplying, 
Or  in  living  or  in  dying. 

All  must  be  well. 
1.2.6.10.  —Mary  Peters. 

LXIV. 


T 


HY  hand,  0  God,  has  guided 
Thy  flock  from  age  to  age  ; 


The  wondrous  tale  is  written. 
Full  clear  on  every  page ; 

Our  fathers  owned  Thy  goodness. 
And  we  their  deeds  record  : 

And  both  of  this  bear  witness, 

One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

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2  Thy  heralds  brought  glad  tidings 

To  greatest,  as  to  least; 
They  bade  men  rise  and  hasten 

To  share  the  great  King's  feast; 
And  this  was  all  their  teaching, 

In  every  deed  and  word, 
To  all  alike  proclaiming 

One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

3  When  shadows  thick  were  falling, 

And  all  seemed  sunk  in  night, 
Thou,  Lord,  didst  send  Thy  servants, 

Thy  chosen  sons  of  light. 
On  them  and  on  Thy  people 

Thy  plenteous  grace  was  poured, 
And  this  was  still  their  message, 

One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

4  Through  many  a  day  of  darkness, 

Through  many  a  scene  of  strife, 
The  faithful  few  fought  bravely, 

To  guard  the  nation's  life. 
Their  gospel  of  redemption, 

Sin  pardoned,  man  restored, 
Was  all  in  this  enfolded, 

One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

5  And  we,  shall  we  be  faithless? 

Shall  hearts  fail,  hands  hang  down? 
Shall  we  evade  the  conflict, 

And  cast  away  our  crown? 
Not  so:  in  God's  deep  counsels 

Some  better  thing  is  stored; 
We  will  maintain  unflinching, 

One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 

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6  Thy  mercy  will  not  fail  us. 

Nor  leave  Thy  work  undone; 
With  Thy  right  hand  to  help  us, 

The  victory  shall  be  won; 
And  then,  by  men  and  angels, 
Thy  name  shall  be  adored, 
And  this  shall  be  their  anthem, 
One  Church,  one  Faith,  one  Lord. 
3.5.6.  — Dean  E.  II.  Plumptrc. 

LXV. 
HERE  cross  the  crowded  ways  of  life, 
Where  sound  the  cries  of  race  and  clan, 
Above  the  noise  of  selfish  strife, 
We  hear  Thy  voice,  0  Son  of  Man. 


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2  In  haunts  of  wretchedness  and  need, 

On  shadowed  thresholds  dark  with  fears, 
From  paths  where  hide  the  lures  of  greed, 
We  catch' the  vision  of  Thy  tears. 

3  From  tender  childhood's  helplessness, 

From  woman's  grief,  mans  burdened  toil, 
From  famished  souls,  from  sorrow's  stress, 
Thy  heart  has  never  known  recoil. 

4  The  cup  of  water  given  for  Thee 

Still  holds  the  freshness  of  Thy  grace ; 
Yet  long  these  multitudes  to  see 
The  sweet  compassion  of  Thy  face. 

5  0  Master,  from  the  mountain  side, 

Make  haste  to  heal  these  hearts  of  pain ; 
Among  these  restless  throngs  abide, 
0  tread  the  city's  streets  again; 

6  Till  sons  of  men  shall  learn  Thy  love. 

And  follow  where  Thy  feet  have  trod: 
Till  glorious  from  Thy  heaven  above 
Shall  come  the  City  of  our  God. 
10.11.  —Frank  Mason  North, 

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